Phew!
This morning, for the first time in weeks, I feel as though I can breathe. The pressure is off because I finished work for the year yesterday and trained my last client on Tuesday. So apart from a couple of emails which I'll get to over the weekend, I have zero work-related responsibilities until mid-January if I so choose.
< Insert huge sigh of relief here >
The absence of pressing work to be done seems to have cleared a small space in my over-crowded brain, which I hope may allow some blogging over the coming weeks. I'm not laying money on it though; we'll see how things go.
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We've been doing some cleaning up and rearranging of our storage here, and in the process I spent some time looking through old photos of the boys. I discovered that I don't have one single Santa pic of The Baby....how did that happen?
Then I found these and all became clear:
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1992. Sweet baby, sulky 5 year old. |
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1993. Toddler wouldn't cooperate. Smug 6 year old has Santa to himself. |
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1994. JUST TAKE THE BLOODY PHOTO!!! |
The baby was born in 1995. I obviously just gave up after the previous appalling efforts.
I wonder if I can persuade the three of them to pop down to Westfield tomorrow and queue up for a Santa photo with all of them in it? Maybe the older two can re-enact the scene from 1994...?

4 comments:
Do it. It'd be awesome.
It SO would.... bet they won't do it. Bastards.
Do iiiittt!
Those photos are hilarious!
that would be absolutely PRICELESS.One would hope that Santa would be suitable amused.
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