Christmas Starts Here

It's Christmas Eve and we've settled down for our 'new' tradition. A few years ago, someone said in front of me that you can't make a tradition, they just happen. I disagree! Somewhere along the line a thought occurs that this would be a nice thing to do each year, and so this is where they can start.

And so we have started one.

The Boy and I made our Christmas cupcakes.

During his nap, I made our gingerbread house and decorated it. In the future, he will help me.

We've been tracking Father Christmas on the Norad website all day.

We've finished some last minute decorations.

Now, we've settled down in the living room with a picnic on our laps, to watch the best children's Christmas film of them all! Polar Express is a must see at this time of year, and I defy anyone not to be filled with the Christmas spirit watching it. It's been digitally remastered (and in 3D no less) and is a modern classic!

Once this has finished, we'll be hanging our stocking on the mantelpiece for Father Christmas to fill and leaving him a mince pie, glass of milk and a carrot (for Rudolph) on the fire-guard.

Once The Boy has gone to bed, then I will be wrapping his presents, filling his Christmas sack and placing it under the Christmas tree. While I'm doing this I'll be watching 'The Most Wonderful Time of The Year' and consuming a sneaky glass of Baileys or two. I'd normally be watching 'Love, Actually' but I did that last Saturday.

What's your Christmas Eve tradition?

Our Story of Christmas

On Sunday morning, we got up at a reasonable time and headed off to a garden centre on the other side of Cardiff. I'd been informed by a work colleague that it had a brilliant grotto with Santa and his missus, so that was good enough for me. Out of the three of us, I was the most excited as Mr. TheBoyandMe is a man and it takes more than that to get his enthusiasm enthused on a Sunday morning, and The Boy has not a clue who Father Christmas is.

With enough inner mistletoe for the three of us, we plodded off and found that yes indeed it had a fab grotto with Saint Nick and every-fink! Including a two hour queue!

With Mr. TBAM promising me that he didn't mind if I returned the next morning with The Boy, we had a good gander at the decorations and the pretty lights, played with some expensive carousels that we shouldn't have and explored the multitude of Christmas trees ready to be lovingly picked.

Upon arriving home and wolfing down our lunch, Mr. TBAM went into the loft and got our bargain Christmas tree (£100 reduced to £20 in a January sale five years ago), put The Boy to bed and I got busy 'growing' our tree, took me an hour to do what nature takes decades to do. (Plus no needles, no sap and no rash! Hurrah!)

When The Boy woke up and came downstairs, he walked into the dining room to see the six-footer twinkling away with over 160 white lights on it. A very different reaction to last year, as he paused, took a little step back and burst into the biggest grin ever. We then spent the next hour decorating the tree together, and his skills have definitely improved since last year as he put one decoration onto one 'branch' and didn't take them back off again; always a bonus!

And so to the title of this post:

Christmas 2009: Jingle Bells

Christmas 2010: Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus

Christmas 2011: A Smelly Stocking

This is the star I bought for our first Christmas together as husband and wife ten years ago. Fitting that it's placed on the top now by our child.

You see we buy The Boy a decoration each year to go on the tree, and write on it to commemorate the year it was given. This way when he moves out (at the age of 59, certainly not a day before!) and decorates his own family tree he will already have a good collection of quality decorations to start him off.

I'm linking these up to three great Christmas linkies

CreatingChristmas

Mummy Mishaps' Christmas Tree linky

Thinly Spread

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