Christmas snapshots

>> Tuesday, 22 December 2009

Snapshot *1

My parents are at the table, enjoying a post-dinner glass of wine.  Dad looks across at Mum as he opens the second bottle of the evening, and says:

"I think, when one of us dies, I'm going to have to give up drinking..."

Snapshot *2

I've spent the morning in and out of the snow with the Boys.  We have thrown snow-balls (well, not snow 'balls' per-se - since the snow is very un-Britishly too powdery and dry for that - more handfuls of the stuff scraped off the top of the garden table or up off the grass and which, to be honest, are far more effective than snow-balls at properly soaking your opponents), got freezing hands and noses, and generally revelled in the unexpected white pre-Christmas.  We are, frankly, snowed-up to the max.

After defrosting ourselves and drinking a warming cup of hot chocolate, I kit the Boys up again, ready to make a trip to the shops.  We walk to the door.  I open it, revealing the snowy scene outside again.  Boy *2, standing behind me, gasps.

Me:  "What is it, Boy *2?"

Boy *2:  "SNOW!!!"


Heather 22 December 2009 at 17:45  

wouldn't it be great to be able to meet stuff with the same innocent enthusiasm that kids do. And your poor dad, going to have to give up drinking when he dies. no fair. you'll have to promise to bury him with a bottle.

TheMadHouse 22 December 2009 at 17:56  

Sounds like the perfect day to me. Lovly

Domestic Goddesque 22 December 2009 at 18:26  

Genius comment from your dad. And boy #2. They must be related ;-)

Iota 22 December 2009 at 20:35  

Love your dad's comment.

Haven't you gone yet?

Anonymous,  22 December 2009 at 20:53  

Aw, you are having such an excellent holiday. It's lovely to hear about it, thank you.

Tattie Weasle 22 December 2009 at 21:35  

Your dad's comment is a classic! Happy Christmas!

Lisa @ Boondock Ramblings 23 December 2009 at 00:33  

It's like he was excited all over again! How cute!

(And your father needs to stop drinking now. :-)

Expat mum 23 December 2009 at 01:19  
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Expat mum 23 December 2009 at 01:20  

Bit like a puppy, they can leave the room and when they come back in it's as if they haven't seen you for a year!
Still trying to figure out the drinking quote. Does that mean that he won't feel the need to drink? No, I'm sure not.

Blog-a-bye-baby 23 December 2009 at 14:32  

Aw, loving the innocent comedy genius of your dad's comment!

Potty Mummy 23 December 2009 at 15:47  

Heather, it would, wouldn't it? And as for being buried with a bottle, well obviously!

Madhouse, thanks!

DG, funnily enough, yes they are... (and glad you got the comment!)

Iota, I knew you'd get it. And no, we haven't - give me a couple of weeks though and we're gone...

HB, you can rely on me to share too much information!

TW, yes, I loved the assumption that mum would go first... (which is really where the humour lies since in reality, that's VERY unlikely)

Lisa, does he? What does that mean for the rest of us though?

EPM, it's more that he was referring to the unlikely possibility that he would outlast her. Extreeeeeeemely unlikely.

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