I love everything about Christmas, and we've already started in our house. Trees have gone up, and I bought each dd a £5 3ft artificial tree from Tesco (they come in green and pink!) to keep in their room. My idea is that we will spend the month making decorations for their trees but we'll see...
We'll probably go to the Pottery Café to make some new baubles. Mostly we avoid breakable decorations as the cat loves Christmas even more than me - every night she attacks the trees and pulls them down, then chases baubles around the floor. We have already had our local community 'Lights up' event and we will go to a lot of local Christmas fairs where we always end up meeting the kids' friends.
The girls have written to Father Christmas. They both, sadly, treated it as a bit of a shopping list. dd1 wrote on hers, "How are you doing, hope you're not too busy, I really do believe in you. Now, down to business" and wrote out 45 gift ideas. dd2 wrote down one idea then cried because she thought she would only get one present. I have been having Words about The True Meaning of Christmas in that pointless way parents do.
My favourite bit of Christmas is probably Christmas Eve. We go to church for Christingle. I love seeing the children parade round the darkened church, carrying oranges with sharp sticks, sweets and naked flames attached - what could possibly go wrong? And then they sing, 'All the angels sang to him' and I cry. We go home and leave snacks out for Santa and the reindeer, then we'll probably watch a Christmas movie.
It's all about the anticipation for me: Christmas Day is quite quiet and low key round ours. We will have grandparents round for a Caribbean/British lunch. I'll get the kids out for some fresh air. They will be elves and hand out presents from around the tree. The little one will eat too much turkey and say she has a tummy ache. The big one will sneak too much chocolate and say she has a tummy ache. Round about 5pm I will realise we have actually run out of food (yes, it happens at our house, every year) and dive over the road to the lovely lady who always opens for an hour or two every Christmas Day. After the kids are in bed me and dp will flop about. I don't normally bother with mulled wine, but this year I'm in the mood - anyone got a good recipe?
Anyone who recalls me prattling on about my Jewish heritage may be a bit surprised by my extreme love of all things Christmas. But it's not unusual. My mum always reckoned that if you have bagels and lox for Christmas breakfast it kind of neutralises the whole thing.