I love Christmas Day. I love it even more now that we have two little peeps that also get super excited about this festive time of year! Poppy was up early, eagerly awaiting to see what Santa had brought her. Ah the thrill of watching them peer into their stocking to find exactly what they had asked for (fancy that) … a Barbie car, another Barbie and a mermaid. I also felt a little twinge of pressure as we are now locked into the ‘Santa secret’.
After the craziness of unwrapping all the gifts with paper spread all over the living room, we loaded up the car with two children, their new toys, camping gear, food and the dog and headed two hours north to my sister and brother-in-laws farm at Bracknell. We were hardly out of Hobart when Poppy and James were fast asleep – obviously the whole excitement became too much to bear!
We arrived to the welcoming view of Drys Bluff and a beautiful paddock of peas next to a flowing creek … it was a perfect setting for the gathering of the Gibson clan. The cousins swam, the grown-ups chatted and ate, we opened more presents, we laid in the sun, were intrigued by the drone, we pitched our tents, we ate again and sat by a fire sipping Baileys and telling yarns. It was a special day.
After a restless night (James apparently doesn’t like camping) we woke to another blue-bird day. After a hearty breakfast (more food?), totem tennis, frisbee and packing up, we returned to Hobart to set up Poppy and James ‘big’ present – their trampoline.
Boy oh boy – Poppy has almost bounced her way into the record books, but she sure has slept well! I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas? xx
The Poppy Files 
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