... apart from the memories (the bills, the weight gain, a glimmer of snow and that tiny bit of tinsel lurking way under the sofa.)
I have oft said that I try not to let blogging get in the way of life. Time with the family is never compromised by sitting writing a post about what we are doing. We blog about our family life. We don't live to blog after all.
Instead, I prefer to enjoys the moments, albeit often with a camera by my side.
Christmas was no different. It is now mid-January and I have only just found a moment to write about our festive season.
Is it too late? Do you still want to see the pictures? Do you care if we had turkey and pigs in blankets and homemade chocolate ice-cream? The sensory overload that caused a Natty meltdown is long forgotten. So, I'll keep it brief. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.
I hope you all had a happy and healthy Christmas too, and made yourselves a tonne of memories. That's what it's all about after all...
|Natty delights in opening a gift from her big brother|
|Natty helps everyone else open their gifts|
|Natty gets acquainted with 'Bump'. She is going to be an Aunty! She then tried to 'be' a baby and climb in her brother's hoodie.|
|Daddy Downs Side Up and his brood x|
|The new puppy Pippin that came to live with us in the New Year|
Read about how a pet can help with your child's development in
Read about Natty's role in her NATIVITY PLAY here.
Read about 15TH CENTURY FLEMISH PAINTING
featuring an angel with Down Syndrome here.