28 December 2012

Camping together in a tiny tent

On my recent post about the Lalaloopsy Dolls, Tracy P posted this darling comment:

You had me at "camp together in a tiny tent"!

And from that moment on, I started warming to the idea of Jessie having some Lalaloopsy Dolls. Behold: camping together in a tiny tent!

What a wonderfully blessed Christmas!  My friend Catriona posted this on her blog, and I loved the delectable juxtaposition of adjectives:

I am thankful that God chose to enter our world in such a tiny fantastic big humble way.

My Mum, Dad and Crazy Sister her family came over for Christmas lunch. We missed Wee Bro who was staying in Mt Isa (a long way away) these holidays.  We roasted some lamb and fabulous potatoes and pumpkin on the barbecue and enjoyed Crazy Sister's pavlovas with Mum's fruit for dessert.

PavBurger
In terms of presents, we did the same thing we've done in previous years: just got a few little things for each person.  And then just a few more little things for each person.  And then some last-minute little things for each person.  And ended up with - let's face it - too many little things for each person. My own favourite was the terabyte of space I requested - that along with my 100GB Dropbox means that our family photos seem to be adequately backed-up for the moment.

I loved giving some bookshelves and bar-stools to Mr de Elba - I knew he wanted them and I kept them a secret until Christmas day!  Buzz loved the giant posters on the Moon and Space Exploration, Jessie showed an outrageous amount of euphoria to receive a hair curling iron and Woody played with his new wooden train track for hours.  Baby Rex received the wooden letters for his bedroom door with an appropriate amount of dribble and Bullseye got nothing and was none the wiser.

The nappy box was a bin, not a gift.
Summer holidays seem to stretch interminably before us, but they will be gone in a flash. And I'll have a big boy in Year 3, a big girl in Year 1, another big boy in 3-yr-old Kindy (pre-pre-prep) and another big boy who will be nearly crawling, walking, eating meat, bringing home girlfriends and getting his driver's licence*.

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*I'll spell licence [noun] the Australian way for Dad, who picked up the American spelling in my recent post about Taylah's mum's licence problems.

8 comments:

Givinya De Elba said...

Formatting Hassles brought to you by MacBook.

Givinya De Elba said...

FIXED! Except for the things I didn't care to fix. As you were.

Tracy P. said...

Oh thank you for the photo! My life is complete now. They are as adorable as I imagined. Glad you had a wonderful Christmas!

gartcott aka Penny Hannah said...

So glad you had such a great Christmas Day [I love the Pavburgers] and there's no doubt that lots of little things are a great deal of fun, even if they DO include air freshener,toothpaste and an old box tissues and disposable dishcloths. May 2013 be full of good things for you and your family.

wide eyed said...

And a merry Christmas to you recently rediscovered funny blogging friend! My favourite presents were a goat (real but not for me) and a horse ride (on a real horse for me). Might run into you in the ling stretch of Jan- we are planning a day trip to T bah (*not a local*).

Dawn Castor said...

I'm so glad the Lalaloopsys were the ones camping in the tiny tent. I was thinking you might have had a miserable Christmas!

Crazy Sister said...

Merry Christmas!

The Accidental Housewife said...

Oh my, pavburgers. That is INSPIRED!

Glad you had an excellent Christmas