What a lovely Christmas we have just had. Santa was a generous fellow and was good to all of us. The Rooster still keeps asking "Is it Christmas time?". I have told him it's Christmas until the tree goes down and then we have to wait another year to do it all again. A year is a long time for a three year old so it is met with such a big sigh of disappointment. I have consoled him with the fact that he has a birthday to look forward to, but even that seems a millennium away.
It is such an exhausting time of year for both the littlies and the adults but I feel a little sad that it is over. It was such a magical time this year, the Rooster's first real Christmas. He loved the countdown on the advent calendar and the carols (or harols as he was calling them at one time). He loved collecting the post each day and looking for his name on the cards from far away places. He took such delight at putting out his sack and the goodies for Santa and his reindeer to feast on after delivering his gifts. I wish I could I could bottle his excitement when he came downstairs and discovered that Santa had come and had left the treasures that he wished for.
But, I do love the down time between Christmas and New Year, eating leftovers and catching up with friends at a much slower pace. I am looking forward to the summer with my family. We have a list of things we would like to do with the kids, visits to the zoo and the beach, but I am mostly looking forward to the slow days at home. Late starts (for the one who gets the sleep in!), going out for coffee, playing with the kids with no rush to do the next thing and lots and lots of pottering about the house.