It's late afternoon on Christmas Eve and we're all gently mellowing into the festive season.
The family are busy in the kitchen making more mince pies and some yummy-looking chocolate crunchy things. Thankfully the boiler has now been mended, which means we shall have both hot water and warmth, for their engineer came today to fix it, and now it works again.
We had the leg of lamb for lunch, roasted to perfection, and with Yorkshire Puddings, roast vegetables and gravy, we had a glorious lunch; followed by cheese and biscuits, dried figs and dates and sugared ginger, plus wine and coffee and chocolates! I think we've got off to a jolly good start?
A nice afternoon of family activities then before bath time, we hang the boys stockings by the fireplace, putting out a mince pie and glass of sherry for Father Christmas and a carrot for Rudolph. Traditional pleasures to be enjoyed and repeated throughout our children's' lives, they enrich and cultivate deep emotional feelings for childhood's golden age, to be held dear by the grown-up child.
Modern childhood can be so short a state in today's society, with little tots of three year's old, going on thirteen, kitted out in modish style, with their play-phones, jewellery and precocious ways. Or for those destined to be part of their world's particular war-torn state, harsh drought conditions, disease or homelessness
Let children be children for as long as possible, whenever possible; and for those forced into adulthood before-time, sympathy and empathy and practical assistance, to help them cope with the world they're forced to live in.
We're having a very quiet evening with just a small supper for we've eaten very well today. Tomorrow will begin early and be noisy and exciting all day long, for all of us, grown-ups and children alike, and it will be glorious. A day to treasure all year long.
May all of you enjoy a truly memorable and magical Christmas Day, wherever you are, and with whom you are with.
Merry Christmas
Daisy
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