It was a mixed day for us. Mim didn't want to wake up at first, despite Caitlin (who now wants to be called "Lin", not Caity) telling her that Santa had been. Eventually she became conscious and they traipsed outside to find their stockings filled. Caitlin got her first set off mini coffee cups, she was tickled pink with these.
Things started going downhill when we went downstairs for the girls to see their bikes. I'd bought Caitlin a new 60cm bike (her knees kept knocking the handlebar of her old bike). I'd also pulled Caitlin's older bike with training wheels out of the shed and tidied it up for Mim. Mim did not want to see the bike. She started a tantrum so Michael sent her to her room. It took over half an hour for her to come out and say sorry. And then we couldn't get her off the bike!!!
Family arrived for lunch, which wasn't eaten until much later in the afternoon. We did "Tree" (handing out presents). Mim was very happy with her PJs from 'Santa', her digital camera (Little Tikes supposedly indestructible one), her "Cycling Sally with Sam" remote control doll on bike with dog (Carla and Eliza, say it like Rev. Samuel Seymour would have!), a Barbie laptop which makes really annoying noises. And the piece de resistance:
Her very own computer. She can now play her games in her bedroom and not on our computer downstairs. Her computer does not have internet access, so I feel a lot better leaving her alone with her games.
Margaret got given a pair of pink gumboots with this note:
(thanks, Dad!!!) Read Break and Enter if you don't understand.
I got a beautiful ring from Mum and Dad, amongst other things.
During lunch, Mim was being a right royal turd - so she was sent to her bedroom (again). I stood in the doorway for a few minutes telling her to close her eyes - that was all it took. She zonked!
Too much excitement and late nights over the past week. We went to check on her an hour later. She'd obviously wet the bed, but hadn't stirred. Half an hour after that, we discovered her asleep on the floor!
Seems her nap did her the world of good. She spent the remainder of the day and night taking photos with her camera. Had to confiscate it last night when I saw flashes of light coming from her room after lights out - had to explain that you can't take photos in a dark room!
Another Christmas over. Wonder where we'll be having the next one?
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