this time tomorrow evening we’ll be checked in and awaiting our flight. oh my
When I told Ross that I wanted a cat (back in 2010) he said fuck no, I don’t like cats. Too bad so sad, 3 months later we got Angus.
Ross wasn’t so keen at first but now they’re besties. Angus is straight onto Ross’ knee when he comes in and doesn’t leave him alone until bed time. Any time Ross has to get up for anything, he asks me to get the “heat leech” off because he doesn’t want to look like that bad guy. They’re pathetic.
Tink met Santa this evening. She was completely mesmerized by all the decorations and music. I think she’d have spent all day just looking around Santa’s Grotto if she could. They came time to meet the man himself. I think Santa was nervous that she may cry but not a peep. Tink loved his beard and he even commented that the were wearing matching trousers. All in all meeting Santa was a success and we can’t wait for Christmas Day.
Tink’s off to see Santa tomorrow. Possibly more excited than she is.
All in the name of shoes. Tink just wanted the shoes at the back.
This need to try every pair of shoes on every morning is mad. But it’s what we do. The ones she has on are her favourites.