Hurray !! Christmas arrived !!
But boy, did it get off to a rough start !
First of all, I woke up around midnight, stumbled out of bed onto the landing , and what do you think I see ???
Father Christmas's Snowy footprints !!!
"Is he here already" , I thought.
Daddy came and put me back into bed though , and said that mummy had scared him off when she was "rabbitting with aunty Cabby on Skype.", so he hadn't had time to leave any presents and was going to have to come back later. I said to daddy that when I saw the footprints, I was so excited, I nearly fell over...
Then, when I woke up in the morning, I followed the snowy footprints to my room to find my stocking, and it was .... EMPTY !!
Father Christmas couldn't get the presents in it because they were too big, so swapped it to a big stocking.
My, that was a fright though!
Anyway, I followed the footprints downstairs, and boy was I in for an exciting time. Watch my video !
Trouble was, the biggest present I had was from Santa. A massive castle, but daddy opened it, and it was ... broken !!
Daddy said it must have been one of the elves when they were loading it onto the sleigh, and he was right, because after I came back from nanny's, Santa had brought me another one, and left a note !
On boxing day we went to see snow white with nana and grandad. That was a lot of fun, although there were bits I didn't understand. Like when Muddles said "Do you like my bum ? It's not perfect, it's got a crack in it."Daddy laughed, so I did too.
He was also chortling at lines like "You're rubbish at cooking, your cottage pie tastes like cottages, your toad in the hole tastes like toads, and your spotted dick tastes like ... ahem ..."
And then there was something about some guy called Tiger woods who was doing a new play called "Woods in the Babe", but Daddy said we wouldn't be able to go and watch that one.
He said it was a "bit of blue for the dads". I said "oh right." , but I haven't got a clue as to what he was on about. Sounds like fun to be a grown up though....
Oooh, but just before that I had a bit of an adventure, we were on a zip slide in the park, bombing it over a massive ice cold puddle. I thought it'd be a great idea to stick my hand in...It wasn't ...
Off I came. Straight into the puddle. Drenched. I was not amused.
Some old geezer came and gave me a fruit bar though and said it was "the best thing he'd seen all christmas".
Grown ups are rotten. But the fruit bar was nice. Actually, daddy ate it, and I swapped it with him for some chocolate.
Bargain. I need to get drenched more often.
Anyway, here's some christmas pics for you ! Including my new short haircut. Uncle Andy thinks I should be in a band called "The beatles", but I didn't know what that meant. But if I know Uncle Andy, and I think I do, he's taking the McCartney out of me. Let it be, uncle Andy, or I'll teach Tommy how to really give you a Hard Day's Night.
Ta ta for now ... you won't believe what happened at New Year !!!
