Happy thing 8

Today my happy thing is my family, immediate and extended. For all they wind me up, hide my car-keys, pull all the Christmas Crackers first thing in the morning (boy-wonder and principessa - I am looking at you!), mix up the presents and drive me up the wall, I love them very very much.

The Principessa's reaction to Christmas morning: sneaking into our bedroom in the dark and whispering "there's a doll's house in my bedroom".

The boy-wonder's: coming in right past the present left by his bed without noticing and falling fast asleep between the two of us.

And playing with a laser pointer and a cat is great until the cat proves he is definitely a member of my family and refuses to play something he cannot win. He slunk off under the steps and refused to come out for hours until my mother was here to pet and cuddle him.

Yep, families are good.

Even if e_w_h  hides my keys.

And thats the last day of happy things. I can be as miserable as I want tomorrow!