Off to Good Gwanny's. Yay Turkey.

Got picked up by my sister, and vroomed off t0 Mum's for Xmas dinner.

Morgan opened loads more presents, we ate lots of turkey and weenie wee sausages, and Grandad fell asleep with a glass of brandy in his hand.

Someone got a keyring that supposedly beeped when you whistled at it... It beeped at everything but.

I got the Broons and Broons/Oor Wullie books, Star Wars DVDs and books, the Wizard Of Oz uber-edition DVD, socks, and a promise of an Ikea glass display case ( Which is now in the hall :) )

I got Kat a shiny big 4-slice toaster, an MP3 player and the Invader Zim house DVD box set.

Amusingly, the order of stuff I'd ORIGINALLY placed for Kat's Xmas but got cancelled ( I thought ) seemed to have only been delayed due to my change of credit-card invoice address being held up for some reason.
So Kat ALSO got a pillow shaped like a Wonka bar, a vibrating head massager, a Living Dead Doll and something else I forget right now.

Not much else to report really. It was a great Xmas afternoon, with no fights and plenty of food and giftage.
Morgan had a great time, due to not being ill. She helped open everyone's presents, and actually understood when a gift wasn't for her... She helped open it then handed it to the person she was assisting.

She rocks.

So... PRESENTS!

Upon finally getting up properly, we went downstairs to begin what's pretty much been Morgan's first proper Xmas morning.

It was worth the wait :)

Obviously, the kitchen didn't take much opening - Being festooned in tinsel, rather than actually wrapped. ( Yes, that WAS just an excuse to use the word "Festooned". It's a good word. Deal with it. )

Also in the pile were loads of clothes, which she surprised me by actually loving! Every parcel she opened ( Didn't need much help, either ) she'd pull the clothes out and go "OOH! PWETTY!", before moving on to the next gift.
Of which there were many.

She also got a bunch of books, and one of Kat's aunts had included a wee plastic magic wand with her present.
"BUTTEHFWY!"
It lasted all of half an hour before "Oh dee-yah, daddy... Buttehfwy boken!"

"Otay. Daddy get soopahgwoo."
"'Ess." *Nods* ... Buttehfwy fixed!"

And all was right with the world.

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Sooooo... The Festive Season, then?

Was - Believe it or not - GREAT this time round!

Had a load of folk over on Xmas eve, and a good time was had by all. Peskypants stayed up about as late as could be expected - But moreso with the excitement of a lounge full of amusing people than with the thought of Santa coming. She didn't really "get" the whole Santa thing, I don't think.
Not until Xmas day, anyway.

It was great to see Jeff again, even if only for one evening. I miss the big geek when he's not around, and I rarely get the chance to have a proper chat with hm on MSN :(

After folk began to drift off home ( Well, Semp and Jeff. Julie naffed off early. ) Kat and I began constructing Morgan's main present - The Mothercare Cooker.
It WOULD be nice if, when Mothercare updated the design of their toys, they also UPDATED THE DAMN INSTRUCTIONS AND STICKER SHEET!

Worked it out in the end, anyway, and duly wrapped it in tinsel ready for the morning.

Slept, then:


Woke up around 8:30am, with her trundling round the hall. She came into our bed for a wee while, since "It's not time to get up quite yet. Come for a snooze".
We all nodded off.

The next thing I know, I'm having one of those "falling" dreams. I wake up with a start - And I'm 6 inches off the bloody floor!
A few milliseconds pass, and ( Being a decent, law-abiding sort ) I decide to obey the law of gravity... And hit the floor.
Even still, I'm kinda wondering what's going on. I lie there, and try to figure out what that noise is, that sounds like somebody wetting themselves with laughter.

Three guesses.

Apparently, Morgan woke up and stretched. She booted Kat in the tummy, which woke her up. As soon as Kat opened her eyes, she was just in time to see me disappearing over the edge of the bed.
I clambered back up, and removed Morgan's dummy.
As expected, it was hiding a great big smug grin.
Wee bugger.

Got up, and began the process of Present-Openerry...