When we awoke yesterday morning it had snowed, dispelling all worries that we wouldn't have a white Christmas.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
We went to my work's annual Holidays breakfast a few saturdays ago. The kids love it, get to meet Santa and Bucky and get tattoos.
I want Creaky Cranky Crane...
And Neville (and anything else related to Thomas the Tank Engine.)
Snowmen became the theme of the day
Saturday, December 17, 2011
All was normal when Railton and Ruben visited Nan's house, until a fire engine turned up outside. They were going to teach the school children across the street about Nov. 5th but were willing to let two eager kids have their own private tour first. (Sorry about the pictures. The camera was acting up)
Aidan had a fab time in the pool on the Saturday morning before being struck down by a Hand, Foot and Mouth induced fever.
He tentatively took on the toddler slides then felt confident enough to graduate to the bigger ones, which everyone thought he'd tackle with his dad.
All except his dad.
I knew he'd want to go on his own. And thought I'd made it clear to grandad who was at the bottom ready to catch him. Or supposed to be. Thankfully grandad's reactions were quick enough to catch Aidy, even though he was taken by surprise.
After an afternoon nap, Aidy enjoyed the park.
Unfortunately, the poor lad was more or less wiped out for the rest of the weekend after this. The fever hit him pretty hard.