Tis the season to be jolly

All in all, a most excellent Christmas.

Harmony reigned, driven mainly by the fact that Granma finally realised that Felix (a) exists and (b) is a fantastic little boy, so she shared her time with the kids (not sure Felix gave her much choice) and that made Babymomma relax her clenched jaw and put the gritted teeth away.

The kids simply love being at home with Mummy, Daddy and the Grandmothers so they are both on good form. Felix is doing holiday rules, which basically means refusing to go to bed until about 9pm. Jasmine is demonstrating she can ride a bicycle, on the flat, with stabilisers, for about 1 minute before she stops pedalling. But it's a great start and she loves it. Babymomma and the bf are simply grateful for the babysitting time which allows us to cook, surf the interweb, have the occasional lie in and see Avatar during the break.

Only thing that has made it slightly less than perfect is that I woke up on Christmas Eve with an acute wry neck which still hasn't gone away and is making me occasionally grumpy but I'll live.