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Christmas Top 5

I was going to share my usual rundown of Top 5 Posts I Enjoyed This Week, but I had a problem: The blogosphere has tumbleweed rolling across it. There’s been a few great Christmas posts, but mostly there’s been a lot of brief “Happy Christmas, I’m on holidays, see you in January” kind of stuff. And while I’m thrilled that so many of my favourite bloggers are having a great festive season away, they’re not exactly the kind of post one wants shared with the world.

So instead, I hope you enjoy my Top 5 Memorable Christmas Moments.

1. Receiving a new camera for Christmas.

This was great, because my old camera gave up the ghost a couple of months ago. When you’ve got small children, two months is a long time between photo opportunities. But since the camera was neatly wrapped up under the Christmas tree (along with about 100 other presents for the 8 people who were here), I wasn’t able to photograph the actual present-opening itself. I did take a photo of the Christmas Tree afterwards.

It’s not quite as impressive, really.

2. Christmas lunch with my parents, brother and sister.

It’s three years since we were all together at Christmas (or, in fact, at all) and last time we also had my husband and my sister’s boyfriend (now ex-) present as well. This time it was just the five of us, plus my two boys.

(My husband had to stay home to work over the holidays, my brother’s girlfriend was with her family in Norway, and my sister’s new boyfriend had his own plans.)

From an external point of view, our Christmas lunch conversation would have sounded argumentative, confrontational, and (possibly) boring as we heatedly debated the precise meaning and connotation of a variety of words and phrases and teased each other mercilessly about things that happened twenty to thirty years ago. But from an internal point of view, it was a great afternoon of intellectual sparring and debate. And food. And wine. All the best things in life.

3. Going into the toilet and opening the lid, only to find it was otherwise occupied by a green tree frog the size of my fist.

The more astute may notice this picture doesn’t actually contain a frog. That’s because, as I was about to take a photo, the frog jumped in my direction and I was too busy leaping backwards and shrieking like a girl to press the button.


4. Baby learning to wave on cue.

This doesn’t really need an explanation, but let me just say a quick thank you to my brother, who did the teaching.

5. Big Brother’s karaoke version of Ice Ice Baby

My Mum was given a Glee Karaoke game for the Wii for Christmas, and we’ve been making great use of it. (Well, when I say “we”, I mostly mean “I”…) 4-year-old Big Brother wanted to have a turn, of course, but since his song knowledge is mostly limited to nursery rhymes, The Wiggles and Scooby Doo, I didn’t think it would work out particularly well.

I was wrong.

My favourite part is the 30 seconds after the song finishes.


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Bring on the Christmas Spirit(s)

If you’ve been reading my blog for the last few weeks, you’d be forgiven for coming to the conclusion that I’m not really into Christmas. Maybe you think I’m a bit of a Scrooge. Or, at the very least, that I merely go through the motions of Christmas, hating every bit of it.

First I complained about retailers asking my son about Santa Claus. Then I explained that I’ve told my son that Santa isn’t real. Finally, I blogged at Momma Be Thy Name about how hot Christmas is in Australia.

I haven’t, in fact, said anything particularly good about Christmas at all.

But let me make something clear:

I. Love. Christmas.

I really, really do. 

Christmas is a magical time full of stories and games, exchanges of gifts and fond wishes, food and drink, and love and laughter. It’s a time where we celebrate the beauty of a tree decked in trinkets, and pause to take stock of everyone and everything in our lives that we love. It’s a time where receiving a greeting from an old friend can bring tears of joy to our eyes. It’s a time when the Ghosts of Christmas Past loiter in our minds, reminding us of the wonder of family and friends and fond memories.

It’s a time for joy.

Not the manufactured-in-a-factory Joy that you can buy at the department store for $99.99 plus tax. Real Joy. The Joy of spending time with people who really, truly speak your language and know your history. The Joy of seeing a child’s face light up in delight before he’s even unwrapped the first present. The Joy of breaking bread with relatives you see only once, maybe twice, a year and wondering why you don’t make time to do it more open.

The Joy of Love.

The Joy of Peace.

The Joy of Christmas.

There’s definitely something magical about Christmas. 

But the magic of Christmas is not a fat man in a red suit, or a tree covered in sparkling lights, or a turkey roasting in the oven.

No, it’s something much, much better.

The magic of Christmas is the feelings and memories all those things bring with them.

The feeling of home, when you’re far from it. The memory of childhood, when you’re decades removed. The feeling of togetherness, even when you’re alone. The memory of people and places you once loved, whom you haven’t thought about all year.

Christmas is magical. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

And now I’m off to pour myself a drink and engage in some light-hearted banter (and debate) with my siblings and parents, while my children sleep peacefully in their beds. Bring on the morrow!

Happy Yuletide, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Saturnalia, and a Festive Non-Denominational Winter Solstice Holiday to all.


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Caption this photo…

I’m lucky to have my wonderful sister visiting this week. We took 4-year-old Big Brother for a walk to the duck pond nearby, fed the ducks, and spent some time sitting in the lovely green grass. I came away with a few photos, but particularly liked this one.


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