We're starting a tradition that if Daddy is working Christmas Day we all go and visit and get a tour of the fire station. Here are a couple of snaps:
Mummy sure is lucky; a fireman and Santa - what more could a girl want?
Sorry for the crazy red-eyes - I was very excited about my new ball though!
I powered through my usual range of bedtimes like a trooper - but by 9pm it was all too much and I passed out on daddy's lap.