Christmas Eve.

By alison December 24, 2006 8 Comments 2 Min Read

Santa
Well Christmas may come just once a year but my goodness it comes around quick. One day I’m worrying because I haven’t bought a single Christmas present and there isn’t a mince pie in the house, and the next it is the most scrumptious day of the year, Christmas Eve. And I’m all done and dusted, presents bought and wrapped in a strange, rather enchanting little combination of Ikea Christmas gnomes and vintage tinsel, Father Christmas shaped chocolate shortbread cooling in the kitchen, fairy lights flashing on the tree (that is a lie: nothing is allowed to flash in my house) and a small child positively off his head with worry because Mommy forgot to buy carrots for Rudolph, and that means he is bound to get left “girls” presents by a vindictive Santa.
I have called at all my friend’s houses this morning. Shared tea and early glasses of bubbly, been mauled by kids off their trolleys with excitement, delivered parcels like a Pucci patterned Mother Christmas, watched a silly festive cartoon or six, danced the Christmas Polka up and down the hallway with Finn, sprinkled icing sugar over my shop bought mince pies,   and all in all had a scrumptiously Christmassy morning…
And now for the best part of the day. Helen is downstairs bundling the boys up in scarves and coats and gloves and in a moment I will go down and stuff their little pockets with spiderman chocolate and satsumas. Then we will hunt high and low for the last carrot in the country, before making our way to St Michaels, the church in which Finley was christened, for the crib service, complete with nativity play and carols sung so beautifully by the teeniest of tots, you can’t help but cry.
Afterwards we will  drive to Mum’s for a glass of Ruby Chocolate wine, then lock the kids in the living room while we furtively exchange gifts for Santa to deliver in the dark of night, before Finley and I make our way home for our very own little candlelit Christmas tea-party. Complete with Santa hats, jim jams and a blazing fire.
All is calm, all is bright. May all your Christmas Eves be twice as magical.

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8 Comments

  1. Barbara says:

    Merry Christmas to you and thank you for your wonderful blog and the sharing you do. I hope you and Finn have a great time with your family and friends. Christmas blessings. Barbara

  2. clarice says:

    Alison, happy Christmas eve to you. Clarice

  3. Kim says:

    And a very very merry Christmas to you as well. I hope that its magical.

  4. Claudette says:

    Have a fabulous day with the cutest boy. I am so glad I found your blog (by accident when I googled Rita Konig) as alot of your musings strike a chord. Here's to 2007-AD ASTRA!
    Very fond wishes, Claudette

  5. Christine says:

    Best wishes to you and Finn. I've been reading your wonderful blog for about a year and just love to pop in to see what you are up to. Thanks for all you write about and inspire me to do!

  6. Savannah says:

    Oh, Alison, Oh, Alison. . .
    How lovely are thy musings!
    Oh, Alison, Oh, Alison,
    How lucky Me to find thee…
    Not only sweet this time of year,
    But also with us in our tears.
    Oh, Alison, Oh, Alison!
    My heart sends fondest greetings!
    (sing to the tune of O Tannenbaum)
    Seriously, almost two years have passed between us, and so many changes, tears, laughs, spills, thrills…. but through it all, I feel so very close to you and to our adorable Finn. Give all your sweet family my love and enjoy a snug and magical Christmas. You are a blessing in my life, and I thank the Lord for finding you that long ago morning. Big, Big Christmas Hug!
    Gayla

  7. shelanne says:

    Happy Christmas, Alison, to you and Finn and all the May family. Shelanne x

  8. cookie says:

    A very Merry Christmas to you dear Alison and Finn from Downunder. Hugssss

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