The twiglet thought all her presents were, and here I quote, 'awesome' perhaps none more so than this giant black widow radio contol spider. Especially liked as it gives her mother the screaming habdabs. Here Granpa is about to get attacked with the beastie.
Despite the slightly inclement weather we braved the snow to let the biker chick out for her maiden voyage on new bike. Man it was freezing.
Her long suffering Dad was full of the cold but was still dressed up by little Miss Nutter as Mary. Obviously Mary was well known for her beard. Life in Nazareth was hard.
We feed frozen ducks......
And we went sledging which I think might be the most fun that you can with your clothes on.
And now it's back to work. Humbug.
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Seriously. I feel your humbug and I raise you humbugger.
(notice how I skip over your charming holiday antics and go straight for the depressing part. That's where I am.)
Twig is loving the spider, you can see the joy on her face.
How can January be depressing when it is the month of my birth! Cheer up people!
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