In a very generous gesture to save Andrea and me from the stress of hosting a largish dinner on our own (while caring for Annika), my parents agreed to host the dinner at their place. We, of course, did our best to help by making a few side dishes. My mum contributed a perfectly cooked rack of venison and potatoes while Andrea made green beens and Brussels sprouts (a huge hit, I must say). I, of course, made corn to celebrate the occasion.
In attendance were: Norman and Vivien (my parents), Debbie, Roger, Kate, Rene, Helena, Charlotte, Gerry and Jane.
I couldn’t resist getting Annika this ridiculously expensive (relatively speaking that is, considering she’ll only get a month or so of wear out of it!) outfit, as it is her very first Christmas, after all. And, perhaps the outfit can still be handed down to any potential second child – perhaps only the jacket if it’s a boy?, otherwise Mark may kill me! And, no this doesn’t mean that we’ve necessarily decided to go for a second, but it seems to be a good rationalization for the outfit!
Oh, by the way, the outfit did make little Annika quite the mall star that day. I think we must have been stopped at least 20 times for folks to get a good look at Annika and get a smile from her. She is very social and loved all the attention.