CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEAR WITH AUNTIES ❤️๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿป

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A small little present from one of my Aunties. Magic Snow. My Aunty
was helping my10 year old son Tim-Benjamin create a snowman made out of
powder and water. I like the little red shovel.

Our Christmas holiday is just about to end. The kids are more or less recovered from the flu and ready to go back to school. This means we're all gradually trying to get back to normality, with a few application forms to fill in, bills, homework, dirty uniform to wash and me jotting down a few important dates in my new diary.
Last Monday we visited our Aunties who live in the outskirts of London. We all love to spend time with them, especially just before the kids go back to school. It's a time to catch up with all our holiday news and open the rest of our Christmas presents with them. 

The last of our Christmas presents sitting at the bottom of our Aunties 
Christmas tree

I looked out of the window and couldn't believe it was absolutely dull and miserable outside.
Don't want to go out. It's too cold.
It was raining ⛆hard, just as I opened our back garden door to let our dog ๐Ÿ•Luna out to do her morning business.
Out! Out!
I knew she didn't wanted to go out.
Hey! You better not have any accidents around the house. 
I was joking as I knew she wouldn't.
It's getting late. Need to move.
Kids slowly made their way downstairs. 
Good morning!
Mummy, is the central heating on?
I was just about to do it.
It's too cold.
Me too.
It's raining. Hope it stops before we go to Aunties. Breakfast? 
Mummy can I have porridge?
Benjamin, get ready while I heat it up.
I can't move. It's too cold.
I'll give you five minutes to warm up and then-
Why does it have to rain. I don't want to go anymore.
Course we are. Aunties can't wait to finish celebrating Christmas with us.
Sofie quietly sat on her chair as she thought hard what she wanted for breakfast. 
Mum, can l take my new cello to show Aunties.
Course you can.
Can I have rice crisps Mummy?
Course you can.
A few minutes later. Sofie was slowly happily munching her crackling crisps while she browsed on her i-phone.  Mummy looked at Benjamin and told him to go upstairs.
Benjamin, I want you to go upstairs and get changed. 
I'm too tired to move Mummy. I don't want to get changed. Not yet.
Five more minutes and you go up. 
I want to have breakfast first.
Not until you get changed. Time's ticking on. Ben! Upstairs. Now!
Benjamin slowly got up and walked towards the stairs, just as his sister finished her breakfast.
Wait! wait! I'll race you up.
Benjamin began to laugh as they both raced up. 
One hour later... Older sister Mary was in the kitchen while her boyfriend was upstairs. Mum was in the sitting room drinking coffee while she got ready and searched for her missing umbrella. 
Mary could Thomas give us a quick lift to Finchley Road Station?
He can't. He's tired.
Can't find my umbrella. Have you seen it?
I haven't.
I  don't want my hair to get wet.
Mum, let me get you an Uber.
You don't have to.
It does come quick. Don't worry about the money. I'll pay.
Thanks Mary.
Let me know when you're ready.
Of course.
Sofie came slowly down the stairs as she struggled with her huge Cello as Benjamin with his bulging rucksack on his back tried to help her.
We're getting an Uber.
Yay!
Is my Cello going to fit in?
Off course it will.
Is it still raining? Oh no! I don't want my new Cello to get wet.
It won't Sofie. Are you wearing a vest underneath your top?
I do.
Ben, what about you?  
I do. 
Amazing. 
Ten minutes later we were all on our way to Finchley Road Station in a warm uber as it continued to rain. The driver just about managed, to drop us just outside the station. 
Thank you driver. A Happy New Year.
And a Happy New Year everyone.
We all ran into Finchley Road Station as we didn't wanted to get wet. 
Brrrr. It's freezing.
Our train arrived on time just as we all arrived on to the platform.
Just in the nick of time. Don't think we'll be walking to Aunties house if it continues to be like this.
It's too cold to wait for the bus.
We don't have a choice.
Forty minutes later we were all at the bus stop huddled together as we all waited for the bus.
Mum, I know what my New Year resolution is.
What is it?
I want to get a new notebook to write all my dreams. 
That's so wonderful Sofie. So, is it like a diary?
It's only when I have a nice dream. 
You could also draw all your lovely dreams.
I could.
What about you Ben?  Any New Year resolutions?
He, he, he I saw an alien in my dream last night.
Copy cat. Mummy didn't ask you about your dream.
It's okay Sofie. Did the alien chase you?
It  did. He, he, he. I ran as fast as I could, but didn't catch me. He, he, he.
Very funny. I bet you made it up.
No I didn't.
You did. 
No I didn't.
Sofie, Ben. Both of you. Stop.
When is the bus coming? I'm cold Mummy.
Not long. I hope.
Do you want to know what Mummy's New Year resolution is?
Oh! The bus is here... 
My New Year's resolution is cutting down on chocolates and biscuits. I've eaten too many of them over the Christmas holidays.
Two hours later.. Sofie played a few pieces on her Cello and Benjamin played the piano ๐ŸŽน with Auntie  teaching  him to play an easy song. After tea ๐Ÿฎ๐ŸŽ‚and cake, we all had a good time together opening presents ๐ŸŽwith our Aunts. And guess what I got for Christmas from them? A big box of shortbread biscuits.
Yummy-yummy, shortbread biscuits are my favourite. Thank you Aunty Margaret and Aunty Mary. 

Me with my box of shortbread biscuits. Aunties got new diaries
from me and the kids.

OUR FAMILY REMEMBERS ALL THE GOOD TIMES WE HAD WITH OUR TWO AUNTS. THEY WERE BOTH ONCE A HUGE PART OF OUR LIVES PARTICULARLY AUNT MARGARET. SHE WAS MY STRENGTH, MY ADVOCATE WHO SUPPORTED ME ALWAYS IN THE GOOD AND BAD TIMES. SHE WAS LIKE A MUM WHO WELCOMED ME INTO HER LIFE AND EMBRACED ME WITH LOVE. I MISS YOU SO MUCH. WE CONTINUE TO REMEMBER YOU AUNTY MARGARET AND AUNTY MARY FOR ALL THE LOVELY THINGS WE DID TOGETHER AS A FAMILY. WE LOVE YOU BOTH AND WE WILL ALWAYS CONTINUE TO REMEMBER YOU BOTH IN OUR HEARTS ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–  




















  






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