Happy Christmas one and all! We had a lovely evening last night, Christmas Eve. In the spirit of Christmas, we extended an invitation to the two girls and their carer in the Family Centre here at Piccolo to have dinner with us. They arrived shortly after six, and the lasagne and foccacia bread were ready and waiting. We tucked straight into supper, after which the boys couldn’t wait any more to open their presents, so we did just that.
Caleb says: I got a skull, a fire department thing, I got a lego car, um two pencils, a pen, uh, a book, uh, vitamins, camp chair and that’s all I remember. And some shoes, and a flying disc.
Mom says: They got lots of stuff. They opened things so quickly that I don’t know what was from who.
This morning Nick was awake way too early – apparently I bumped him at 3 am and he didn’t get back to sleep. By 5.45 we were treated to “I’m dreaming of a white Christmas” from the hi-fi. Strangely, despite it being summer, that song seems so appropriate for Longwood, as we have yet another day of white skies. Nick woke the boys up and they blearily came through for their stockings, which included vitamins and tooth brushes. Good counterbalance for the smarties and chocolate eggs. Then we got ourselves ready for church and left at 7.30, first to get to town to pick up songbooks, then to Knollcombes. The church was reasonably full and it was a good service. Nick preached on a portion from Hebrews 1 – not a typical Christmas message, but highlighting who Jesus is.
We had been invited to Gavin and Tammy for Christmas Day lunch which was really great – they had all their families with them including both sets of parents and at least one sibling on each side, along with some in-laws, and other small kids. Gavin’s mom had set the table beautifully, and everyone contributed to the meal – we ate and ate!
The kids forgot to finish their lunch; too excited to get back outside and play in the big pile of dirt. It’s a long time since I’ve seen them so dirty.
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