One hour ago, there we eighteen people here. Eighteen. Two Babies, two kids, one teenager, and us old folks.
Eating, laughing, talking, opening gifts, playing with the puppy, enjoying each other's company.
Everyone packed up leftovers and headed home, to church or back to work (Joe). It's just me and J-bird.
He's sacked. I've already moved him to his crib. Lillie's out in the back yard, winding down and poor Zitty is trying to recover.
I have plenty to keep me busy until Joe gets home from work...
Merry Christmas everyone!