Christmas Morn dawned slightly cooler, and with gentle rain.
Perfect in a hot Australian Summer.
I caught these two love-birds/lorikeets, having a Christmas snuggle.
Well, Christmas is all about love and family, after all...
I took few pictures. Christmas is for experiencing first and foremost...
We enjoyed the Christmas Eve Mass, with a children's Nativity play.
Much like this:
Our play had a similar enthusiastic donkey, and the best pair of sheep being shepherded in to see the manger. Two tots, aged one and two, in long white tee shirts. Priceless.
It reminded me of Little Aussie's Dad when he was small:
As he said at the time, he was 'Jophets', and so Joseph has been named in our house ever since...
He went on to further acclamation the next year, as a gift bearer to the kings:
He is the one in blue. He can't remember if he had the Frankincense or the Myrrh - but it doesn't look like the gold...
But I digress.
We enjoyed, as always, the familiar carols - beginning with 'O Come all Ye Faithful', and ending with 'Joy to the World'.
They have joy and meaning in the right context.
Which is not in the local mall.
And later that night, as stockings were filled..
egg nog and Christmas cake:
The pretty green plate is a gift from a friend.
As is our tradition, Christmas morning means ham and eggs.
I glazed the ham two days before, and it was Good...
Little Aussie was here, and loved his gifts.
We had been to see the new Star Wars movie a few days ago...and really enjoyed it. But can't give away the Spoilers...
We moved on to our Rocket Scientist son's for lunch.
The table setting was so elegant..
and the food superlative.
Our Daughter-in-law is the best cook. Ever.
I have been thoroughly spoilt by my family.
It was so nice to have four days of house-guests, action and activity, enlivened by the presence of Little Aussie, who has become The Young Jedi (at least for now).
He has lost his two front teeth.
The lisp is adorable...
We did Skype with Canada, where there has been no snow for the children this Christmas.
He will always be the Little Bebe to me...
standing forlornly with his new snow toys...
And on to the leftovers....