Dear Eva
Tomorrow (at 3.46pm to be precise) you are going to be 9. NINE!
As each year passes it shouldn’t come as a surprise I know that. Yet it does. As I see it written down or am suddenly mesmerised by the huge shiny 9 balloon swaying in the middle of the lounge next to your perfectly wrapped presents awaiting you it takes my breath away. It seems so, big!
Elf on the shelf.
It’s a divisive festive subject isn’t it?
I’d say easily on par with important Christmas questions people get so passionate about like real tree or artificial? Turkey or gammon? Stockings or no stockings? Dare I even mention Christmas Eve boxes?? People do seem to have pretty heavy opinions about it all.
Christmas for me, and for us as a family, is all about traditions. About time spent together and about the festive feeling that it brings. Of course I love Christmas day but for me the best part is what we call ‘Christmas time’ which just gives me all the feels. We don’t go overboard on presents and prefer to have a few experiences thoughout the month. To make sure that the girls remember all the ordinary moments that make our Christmas ours.