K's family has been well fed (beef filet sandwiches, toffee pudding)
presents were exchanged, the new baby passed around,
and off to church we went.
And as much as I hate that my children are getting older (I want them to be between 5 and 15, I think), I do like that we were able to send them off to their rooms, put out their presents and then we went to bed. I always hated having to stay awake to be Santa.
This morning we had a television yule log -
(which K made for us) as it was too warm for a real fire, and my family came for breakfast. We had pancakes, sausage, bacon and ham. Because we like pork.
More presents were exchanged, much champagne was drunk, many laughs were had.
And now, after cleaning the kitchen for the 57th time, I am sitting with my feet up.
It was all a great success -
Middle loves his drums,
Oldest seems happy with his motocross gear and guitar pedal,
and Youngest was most surprised with his Wii (the procurement of which was a wee christmas miracle in itself).
K gave me two beautiful dresses and the antique engraving from which I made my profile picture.
I gave him a dart board and a mini fridge (which the boys and I had to push from room to room for the past week so he wouldn't see it).
Unfortunately, I think I'm a little hungry.