We spent Christmas Day with my family, and Boxing day with Tom's family. My two favourite photos are as follows:
Lacey having a blast with her cousin Dylan.
Our family Christmas shot-- the reflection in the mirror kills me!
Lacey had a blast at her first Christmas. She got toy after toy, and loved tearing tissue paper and wrapping paper (and eating it). Before we knew it, Christmas was over and done with, and there was only a few more days to New Years.
And then... It happened.
We were infected. By a bug. A nasty, nasty bug. It started with Lacey throwing up. Then she passed it on to me, and finally, Tom was infected. All of us throwing up.
So, New Years passed with little fanfare in our household. Lacey went to bed at 7pm, and Tom and I were in bed by 10:30pm. Our one regret was that we weren't able to have the New Years Eve meal we had planned--wine, cheese and charcuterie. Neither of us felt like eating meat and cheese so soon after our pukefest.
But eventually we got better. Actually, we got better rather quickly. It only took 2-3 days for the illness to pass, and we were all back to normal.
This past weekend, Tom, Lacey and I made a trip to Peasant Cheese to stock up on everything we needed for our charcuterie meal. The owner of Peasant Cheese is amazing, and we basically bought all the meat and cheese she kindly suggested to us.
Our meal turned out to look pretty amazing. It makes my mouth water all over again just looking at it!
And then we topped off the meal with some prosecco, resting precariously on the floor on"That's not my tiger", and "Bathtime for Chickies", a true representation of the class act that Tom and I are.
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