In the afternoon once the girls had returned, we made a quick trip to Walmart. Mainly to see if we could spot some of the weirdos we always see on Facebook, but also to see if we could find some ski pants for us all.
Unfortunately, the only weirdo we saw was our own son.
Christmas Eve arrived, the cook-up began and so did the shenanigans.
First up was a Brady Bunch style family photo.
Can’t wait to get this printed onto a 1m x 1m framed canvas at home 😎
Jen somehow convinced us all to wear our early present of our Christmas pyjamas. It is apparently a tradition in their house that we are all to wear the same pyjamas all evening and all day tomorrow. When in America, do as Americans do (even you Tyler).
The night progressed, dinner was served, pyjamas remained on and the drinks flowed. It was a great evening and many laughs were had with the Cicerone family.
Father Christmas managed to find us ok despite being on the other side of the world, and we were all truly spoilt with the generosity of Jen and family.
The entire morning was spent laughing and carrying on in our pyjamas, eating and watching Christmas movies.
Why is it that when there is so much food and nibbles around that we feel compelled to try a bit of everything ( and sometimes a bit more of everything)???
They day ended and we were bursting out of our pyjamas - which I can promise you is a sight that you don’t want to, nor will be seeing.
Happy Holidays every one (That’s American for Merry Christmas)
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