First Christmas photos

I almost let Christmas slide away from me or at least away from you, my little bloglets: the heat completely sapped all my energy and even my fingers felt too hot to type.

So here just a few notes and photos, lest the first Christmas pass unremarked in Alice's momentous first year.

Christmas started early, with family skypee-ing on Christmas morning (highlights include sound but no picture of Auntie Deborah stating firmly, "No, that's not it" to a bedroom full of tipsy Boltonians, who were no doubt punching wildly at computer keys and talking into the printer. This was followed by a connection to and a bemused observation of the Keefe household, where a rousing chorus of "Hark the Herald Angels sing" and a lively discussion about the current landlord of The Smack Inn allowed us an insight into the festive spirit flowing across Leigh-on-Sea.

Alice was detailed to open presents beforehand, so that her happy, smiling face could be seen by doting grandparents.

With her stockings



She quite liked the wrapping paper, but the presents were definitely where it was at. We had to stop opening them after a while, as she was so taken with her xylophone that there wasn't much point in labouring on (photo on previous post).

After sleeps and Alice's lunch (festive chicken pasta), we headed off to Little Friend Charlie's for a glass of bubbly and then made our way to Little Friends Amba and Jack's for lunch and festivities.




Alice made her entrance in her Santa hat and played nicely all day.

Family shot which Alice will adore in future years.

You have already heard all about Boxing Day onwards, so I believe that I am almost up to date, even if the order of my posts makes as much sense as Alice's eating habits.