new regime made me feel sick to the pit of my stomach.
But. We found our groove and I can't bloody believe we're almost there! Thankfully BB is still a bit wee to understand the idea of Christmas* as sadly December has been more about survival than magic – but with horrid weather encouraging indoor activities we've at least painted up a storm in abstract-art gifts. And three cheers to PB who despite a severe lack of sleep due to 20hr work days still musters up the energy to take his girls out for a (pre-dinner) gelato.
* Months ago while we were looking at surfboards BB latched onto a mini kids one in hope that it might leave the store with her. I said, Oh, maybe you'll get one for Christmas! Weeks later, while she was admiring our neighbors bike I told her, Maybe you'll get one for Christmas! To which she stopped, thought for a very long time then replied (quite firmly)... surfboard!! Looks like surfboard it is, Santa.