'Tis the Season

It's Tricky's first Christmas so I have, of course, taken him to sit on some random fat guy's knee for a photo. We couldn't manage to get him to smile. But hey, at least he wasn't screaming.

 'Tis the season to reverse your stranger danger policy and get photographic evidence

I've put the photo in frames, in snow-domes (that are mocking the 38C weather prediction for Christmas Day) and even in baubles to hang from the tree. Every member of mine and Map Guy's family have now got some sort of Christmas paraphernalia with Tricky's non-smiling face on it. Whether they like it or not.

 'Tis the season to give crap, cheap present

But that's not all.

I've taken heaps of photos of him in his little Santa outfit. Then, because he's adorable it was hot, just his nappy and his Santa hat.

I is cute, right?

The child beams when I take a photo with my phone but will not crack a smile when I'm paying a photographer to do it.

 'Tis the season to be ripped off

Tomorrow, when Tricky wakes for his first feed of the day (usually around 4am - yes, he still wakes at least twice a night for feeds even though he's 6 months old - hence the bags under my eyes), Map Guy and I will hit the road for our long trek to Albany to stay with the Out-Laws In-Laws for the week.

'Tis the season to spend time with people you normally don't see all year

The Glow-mobile. Two adults. One baby. A dog. 430km of highway. And a partridge in a pear tree.

'Tis the season to travel long distances, pee in the bushes and have lunch in a roadhouse

So here's wishing you and yours a safe and very happy Christmas.

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