December 5th – Cold Winter Days

1999:  My feet were very cold this morning so Father Christmas came early and gave me a new pair of Dennis the Menace slippers.  I thought they were great.  We had Scottish shortbread for breakfast (Mummy’s present from Nanny and Pa) and then headed off to Maldon – swimming.  Yes.  We eventually made it.  I splashed and jumped around in the baby pool, even diving under the water – mummy was very impressed.  We drove down to the promenade and went to the park and then to look at the water and the boats.  We didn’t stay too long as Mummy had forgotten her coat and was very cold.  I don’t know, what’s the matter with her? – I had ice cream!  When we got home mummy climbed into the loft and got the Christmas tree down.  We put tinsel, baubles and beads on it and tinsel up the stairs.  It looks lovely.  We went to Nanny and Pa’s and Uncle Terry came round for Nanny’s belated birthday tea (as she had been away).  Several bouts of diarrhoea tonight and as if my bum isn’t content with running my nose has also started continually streaming.

2019: Yes. Have completed my course and passed all the exams so bring on my future. Now just need to wait for my licence. Mums put her tree up now but had to put it in the conservatory as Fergie kept scaling it in the lounge. We have all decided to do a secret Santa for Christmas so we only need to buy one present between the 8 of us (although I know mum has already got mine and Zofs so bonus!) Zof and I aren’t buying each other this year – we are putting the money in our £1 start-up help to buy ISA for our next home.

#kids #parents #grandparents #toilettraining #christmas #kittens #ISA #swimming

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I may do stupid things and make light of them but deep down there’s a reason and I love exploration, even if I cannot fully understand the outcome!

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