On the 23rd, Grandad came over from England to stay with us for the week. Daddy baked yummy breads for Christmas lunch, we decorated the tree and put a gingerbread cookie and a tangerine out for Father Christmas, in case he should get hungry while dropping off the stockings in the night (and he had eaten from it when we checked in the morning!). Falk dressed up in his finest clothes and helped out, and my parents came for the celebration of Christmas Eve. Oh and let's not forget Grandads Christmas cake, brought all the way from England and decorated here with the girls.
