How We’ll Be Spending Christmas Day

Since moving to Norfolk in 2013 I don’t think John and I have ever had 2 Christmases the same. Last year we had my mum, sister and her fiance staying over the whole of Christmas and our house was full, loud and full of love and fun. This year though my sister and her fiance are going back home and seeing Mum there instead. Christmas this year will mean it being just me, John and Erin. As lovely as last year was I am quite looking forward to having a very small family Christmas at home. Erin tends to wake

Decorating The House For Christmas

I don’t really know why but I have always liked to decorate for Christmas over the first weekend in December. I can’t actually remember when we used to do it as a family when I was growing up but I do remember my Mum putting it off for as long as possible and then wanting to take the tree down as soon after Christmas as she could get away with. Honestly, I’m not much different when it comes to taking the decorations now but that’s because of Erin’s birthday. As she was born on New Year’s Day I like to

Why The Elf On The Shelf Won’t Be Visiting Our House This Year (Or Any Other)

When it comes to Christmas there are some things that I have very strong opinions about and one of them is the Elf on the Shelf. I don’t know when Elf On The Shelf started but I do know it wasn’t a thing when I was growing up or even when I was a teenager. I think I’ve only really noticed it online for the past 3 or 4 years but it could have been around longer than that. The basic idea of Elf On The Shelf is that in order for Santa to know which children are ‘naughty’ or ‘nice’ he

Why We Won’t Be Raising Erin To Believe In Santa

Erin was born on New Year’s Day so her birthday is only a week after Christmas. Erin’s first Christmas meant that she was nearly 1 and really didn’t understand anything about it so at this point, we hadn’t really made up our minds about what we were going to tell her. Now that she’s nearly 3 and going to nursery with other children, we have had to make a decision. Although I was brought up to believe in Santa I think I realised quite early on that he wasn’t real. When you hear someone building your present downstairs on Christmas