Snip! Snip! Snip!

Yep the boys got neutered this week - doesn't he look happy?
Snip!

Snip!

Snippity snip - first hair cut!

Snowed out

Emily's first tattoo

Emily and her icicle lolly

Emily wearing her hat and gloves (thanks Aunty LoLo)

me and the gals spent about an hour this morning just sledging up and down the drive. Thoroughly exhausted but it was fun.

Vid's

Piccies and stuff

Emily took this photo of my feet and at the top left you can see Phoebe's new spotty socks

Em's and her Dad

This is a picture of the super present that didn't arrive in time :(

Erm...

Do I look like I'm excited?

Well I could be if I could get the box open

Stocking filler

Silly big sis

Hahahhahaha

ok the blog looks a bit odd at the moment - once I get some spare time and don't feel like falling asleep because I've eaten too much, I'll get round to sorting out the margins of the columns.

In with the new

time to update the look of the blog i think

Cowabunga! Now that's snow...

The Dam (cold)

The Dam (frozen)

The hills

Exactly where is it though?

Smile!

Erm...

The view of the drive

Icicles

Santa wont be parking his backside here for sure.

Getting Ready for Christmas

I booked afternoon tea with Santa at Frosts Garden Centre last week. It's a really nice early evening event for the kids to have some dinner, be entertained by a clown and then quickly see Santa and get a present. Thoroughly recommend it - next time I'm going to try to get tickets for Breakfast with Santa to see if it's any different. But here are some piccies to show.

Emily and her (2nd) present from Santa
(she didn't like the first one of the toy baby deer)

This was the only shot I got of Emily and Santa

Emily and her afternoon tea

Phoebe not so sure she could she could eat the huge cream and jam scone

Partially eaten but you get the picture how huge it was!

Saying goodbye

I flew up Edinburgh last Wednesday to attend my grandmothers funeral. She passed away peacefully the Wednesday before. She was a beautiful person, heart and soul, and will be missed by all of us.

A strange thing happened though - the nursing home had lost my Grandmothers wedding ring, they all thought it had gotten mixed up with laundry and had probably perished in one of the industrial washing machines. My father and aunt were pretty upset by this, but 2 days after they were clearing out my Grandmothers room and lo-and-behold they found her ring under a cupboard. My dad presented the ring to me before the funeral and I had to fight back the tears as I was over whelmed. It's beautiful thin gold band and fits perfectly on my index finger. What is strange that when I take it off for any length of time I get a weird feeling of pressure in my index finger - like it's telling me to put it back on. :) I'd like to think that's my Grandmother telling me not to lose it!