Merry Patriarchymas, you lovely lot!
I'm severely under the influence of a few glasses of wine, ne thought I'd drop by and share yhe tale of my Patriarchymas with you all.
The Old Dragons (AKA Teh Parents) turned up at half eleven this morning (yes, after that moan the people who know me on Facebook saw...) Don't see parents often, so Mini-Dragon was suitably excited, and went tearing down the passage as soon as they pulled up. First thing I heard from DM... "His hair's getting long. You need to cut it, before people think he's a girl..."
(It's shorter than the last time they saw him...)
So, Mini-Dragon drags DM and DF indoors, ready to show them the treats Santa's brought him... A baking set, books, a pirate ship, a game, DVDs, and the pride of his stocking, an Ariel doll (MD is Little Mermaid obsessed, and has been begging for an Ariel doll since last year... Is now tucked up in bed with Ariel, Jessie and his Little Mermaid book.) Upon Ariel being waved in her face, DM commented... "I know he looks like a girl, but you don't need to buy him girls toys too".
Luckily DF took more of an interest as MD took to showing him how her dress turned into her tail, and her shoes, and what not....
Anyway, quick dash round DSil's. Another year, another poke at the "singleton". Last year, I got a "grow your own boyfriend". This year, a "blow up" boyfriend. Why do we not have a facepalm smiley yet?
(Luckily sanity was restored upon arriving at SIL's parents'... sans my own parents... That is, until MD ended up with a sherry trifle by mistake... I'm sure he wasn't walking straight afterwards...)
Anyway! Back to el vino! Merry Patriarchymas to some of my favourite people!
