{"id":28273,"date":"2018-12-26T09:28:42","date_gmt":"2018-12-26T09:28:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.alananna.co.uk\/blog\/?p=28273"},"modified":"2018-12-27T08:12:32","modified_gmt":"2018-12-27T08:12:32","slug":"christmas-2018-at-ynyslas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.alananna.co.uk\/blog\/2018\/12\/christmas-2018-at-ynyslas\/","title":{"rendered":"Christmas 2018 at Ynyslas"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Well, we had a nice quiet family Christmas at home once again. I was a little preoccupied with server issues that I was trying to sort out for my clients but I put that to the back of my mind and managed to have a lovely day at home. Christmas Eve was spent getting ready, surf-skiing<\/a> and even playing some board games.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"Board<\/a>
Board Games at Christmas<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

Presents from the Cats<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Before we could make a start on the presents that Santa had brought, we first had to deal with some that the cats had brought for us. They had obviously decided to do Santa impressions themselves so we awoke to a nice collection of feathers strewn all over the hall. There was fortunately no sign of the bird from which they had originated, but I’m not convinced that we won’t find a corpse somewhere yet!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"Presents<\/a>
Presents from the Cats<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

The next task was to wake our slumbering teenager. Gone are the days when he’d be in our room at 2am to tell us that Santa had been. Nope, now it’s Anna and I chomping at the bit to get going with the Christmas Day fun. Admittedly he did get up fairly quickly once I woke him up at around 8:30am, but I think it would have been fine if Santa had left us to last and delivered our presents at 7am rather in the depths of the small hours!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Presents around the Tree<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

We had a nice breakfast of cinnamon rolls and coffee while Morgan opened the presents in his stocking. We let Sprout (our giant inflatable elf) out of his box and then we gathered in the living room to open the mass of presents under the tree.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"Presents<\/a>
Presents under the Tree<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

The first present I pulled out from under the tree looked like this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"Present<\/a>
Present to Trudi<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

Trudi is my sister who lives in Gloucestershire, she’s never lived here and has never been here for Christmas. Maybe Santa had gotten confused with his deliveries overnight? In honesty I think it might have been my Mum that got confused at some point during the present wrapping and distribution! We did wonder if maybe we’d have all of Trudi’s family’s presents and she’d have all of ours, but thankfully this was the only one that was out of place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As usual there were loads of presents for everyone. Morgan had (amongst other things) loads of warm clothes, a travel pillow and spending money for his ski trip, a warm snuggly hooded robe, a hard drive for his xBox, LED lights for around his gaming table, puzzle books and games and even a giant gummy poo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n