Merry Christmas!

Hello All,
We are in that lovely time between opening presents and putting the final touches on the Christmas turkey. The boys are all playing a board game, Isobel is talking with Auntie Annette, John is peeling potatoes, Granny Wendy is off on a little walk, and Richard and Clarissa are putting the rest of us to shame by going for a run. Needless to say, I'm putting up this post, then curling up with a book.

We heard/saw a magnificent performance of the Messiah two nights ago, and then for Christmas eve went to a lessons and carols service at Westminster Abbey. The choir was amazing, even if one could not see them. We all laughed though...right near the beginning a toddler lost it and was carried, howling, by her father out a side door just as the congregation was singing the lines from Once in Royal David City about how children should be as meek and mild as the Christ child. We all had wondered why the father took quite so long to get her out, and then realized that the poor man was also the first reader and was clearly worried that he might miss his cue.

Thanks for everyone's comments on the blog, it's nice to know that you haven't forgotten us yet. (And yes Zea, most of Aidan's family uses ridiculously big words, unless we're tired and then we just grunt and point).

It's hard to believe we're off to Paris the day after tomorrow, but we've still got a trip to Edward Scissorhands tomorrow evening.

Merry Christmas!