Rio managed to quickly edit (see the rubber marks) her adorable faux pas, by calling Santa - Satan... too bad as it really made us laugh.
We've spent Christmas day at Brahm's place/ aka Martin Jacques' pad. Amidst Christmas crackers, delicious turkey studded with roasted chestnuts, proper pudding with brandy butter, it really felt like a British Christmas. But we did remember fondly and miss the good old egg nog days. Brandy butter is good, but it is no egg nog replacement.
Dear old Satan, I mean Santa, paid us a quick visit, and dropped off more toys to pack. The biggest hit appears to be the cooking set of red enamel pots and pans. Playdoh is being transformed into pasta, cookies, meat, muffins, by our two ardent cooks. Soon enough we'll have too many cooks in the kitchen. Although that might not be the worst day in Kai's life.
Merry Christmas to all!
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