so that's it. Christmas is done and dusted. Christmas at number 24 is over!  


  

 This year is my first year in my life where I didn't wake up at home with my parents!*insert crying face* 

 In a way i was really excited,we have shared the last 2 Christmas' so its kind of been a equal thing but ive never had to wake up anywhere else as of yet! and it's the first year I've had to really plan things I've normally just let things run and my mum just says what's happening and I'm cool with that but this year it was kinda up to us what we did. As it happens it was just us 3 Christmas morning, and as most kids mason woke up early and we had to wait for daddy to wake up.


now before i go into what happened let me tell you about how I had the morning planned out... imagine those perfect Christmas adverts on TV where the kids are all excited and the parents are happily watching their children open all their amazing gifts in perfect pyjamas all sat around a beautiful tree,drinking hot chocolate and smiles on all their faces? yeah them ones??! now here comes my reality!

Christmas eve I tried giving mason his Christmas eve box... not a care in the world for it. we left snacks for Santa and Rudolf, he then had a fit because he didn't want to share "masons milks" with father Christmas so that didn't go down well either. I promptly put him to bed and had an alcoholic beverage! now Christmas morning... Mr R woke up moody because he had a cold, mason wasn't interested in opening any presents, he just wanted to play with his Thomas he already had and wanted to watch "trees" ie, the Lorax film! then there was me, who was hating not waking up at my mum and dads so i was slightly moody too! it was safe to say the morning wasn't great! i've never met a child so uninterested about opening presents! he cried! i had to open them for him and even then he didn't want them i felt so silly for buying him anything, and i just wanted to cry! I felt like i failed as a parent because he wasn't appreciating anything!!who was this monster we had raised! we gave up in the end and he still had presents waiting to be opened boxing day! he did however fall in love with a big dusty crop-hopper that shoots water balls everywhere so watching him have fun with that was a plus.
later that afternoon we headed to the fellas grandparents for dinner with the extended family which was lovely and made the day a lot better.


around 8 we all headed home and mason went off to bed. and as bad as it sounds i was so happy to just chill. I put so much pressure on myself to make Christmas "perfect" and it was nothing like i wanted or hoped. you really can't predict and reaction of a 2 and a half year old and to be quite frank mason would of been more than happy with 1 present, which really brings the day in to perspective. all i saw on Christmas eve was stacks and stacks of presents and don't get me wrong i done the same the last 2 years but what really made mason happy was his scooter,a plane, and playing and running round his grandparents house with all his cousins. and if im perfectly honest, that makes my soul content. Christmas really isn't about what's under the tree or how much you've spent, its about being around people that you care about and as moody as my two were (ray is the grinch i swear) i was so happy to just have them both around and us all together!



we're now all back at my parents, masons in bed, im blogging and mr Moody's playing some retro Japanese playstation 2 game! and i can honestly say i wouldnt have it any other way! bring on next year i will be organised by august and hopefully in our own place!

i hope you all had a wonderful Christmas, and it was perfectly perfect!