(photos of Charlie at our CWA Christmas lunch last month, he looks kinda Grinch-ie don't you think?)
The fun times have continued at our house with the Mr succumbing violently enough to put him in hospital and on to an IV drip. Suffice it to say, not well enough to travel, and really, we think this is the kind of Christmas present we should keep to ourselves.
So we're having a quarantined kind of Christmas, hoping Charlie wont notice there'll only be one gift under the tree (and that isn't even from us!). My last minute gift shopping on Christmas Eve is not going to happen.
The fridge and cupboards were already eaten down, so I've put a late order in with the butcher and I'll get some supplies tomorrow, we might want to eat by Sunday!
We'll miss seeing everyone, but it will be nice to have a little Christmas at home too, remembering what's really important is that the three of us are together.