It's nearly that time of year again when we celebrate the singing voice of our messiah Cliff Richard and the birth of the baby Jesus. We have had weather of biblical proportions this weekend - a huge hail storm on Saturday night and now a roasting hot day with not a cloud in the sky. Despite the heat we are managing to get very excited about Christmas. Scarlett opened the first window in her advent calendar this morning and tonight we are putting up the tree with Florence in attendance, mainly so she doesn't wake up tomorrow and get so excited by the sight of it that she pulls it over. I have already had to confiscate the nativity set when one of the sheep was kidnapped by Florence and used inappropriately in a rendition of Old McDonald. Rob took Scarlett into the city on Thursday night for a special treat, to see the Martin Place Christmas tree lights get turned on.
There were dancing kangaroos, fireworks and a performance by The Hooley Dooleys, serious icons when you're 4. On Saturday we were joined at ballet by Uncle Brett (Scarlett's godfather) and Amelia (Florence's godmother) for Scarlett's very first Christmas show (see video below). It was hilarious and sweet at the same time. My favourite bit was when instead of simply doing the dance steps, counting them in their heads, they all sang the numbers of the steps out loud drowning out the song they were dancing to. At the end Brett presented Scarlett with her very first bouquet. Priceless.
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