We put up our Christmas tree a couple of days ago - a REAL one. My first real one ever - although I think I do remember a Christmas at the beach where we used a she-oak pine tree in place of our regular plastic one. Real trees are the best!
This is Romain and I decorating the tree in our
pantouffles (slippers) while Frank Sinatra croons out some carols.
Classy!
With all the wild frivolity, we only copped one breakage
And that's a Christmas tree!
Now for the presents... Unfortunately no-one has had the time or energy to do any christmas shopping yet, so we are off this afternoon to see what we can rustle up in down-town St Amand. If I fail in my mission, then everyone is just getting 'a grandchild' 'a niece/nephew' 'a cousin' etc. And they can be happy with that!
This pic shows how close to delivery that particular present is: maybe a christmas baby afterall. Poor bugger. Destined for a lifetime of 'now here's your present - it's for both Christmas AND your birthday'.