We've got our Christmas tree up, it survived the journey from CA in remarkably good condition though it has blown up one transformer. Toby doesn't seem all that fussed by the tree even when the lights are turned on (all 1,500 of them - it could only be an American tree!) and he hasn't really noticed the (few) presents underneath. Beth has also been pretty good with the presents as I've never seen her touch them. The chocolates are a different matter, they have all been mauled and squashed and I'm not sure if they'll be in a fit state to be eaten by anyone else (perhaps that's Beth's plan).
Last week we went down to see grandma and grandpa and helped to decorate their tree. It's a really nice real 
one and smelled lovely. Beth immediately gravitated towards the two angel dolls that we had as children. She dragged them round for a good few hours before catastrophe struck . . . Poor things, they managed to survive 28 years of abuse from Jane and I then one afternoon with Beth and they succumbed! I suppose that is a little harsh as I think the plastic may have become somewhat brittle and grandma and I may have been responsible for a limb lose each!
Anyway, Beth did a great job of dressing their tree - I'm not sure if you can tell, but she was in charge of the tinsel. :)
In other Christmasy stuff, there was a mum and toddler group
party on Monday. Beth and I were a bit under the weather though you couldn't tell with Beth. I don't think I got a picture of her sitting down, hence the blurred photo here. Toby had a great time, he found the Little Tikes boat and I think 
could have played in it all day. I shouldn't be surprised as Beth loved 'the boat' when she was that age. Tomorrow is Beth's nativity (she's an angel . . . ) so I'm sure there will be a new post fairly soon.
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