Christmas evening is almost here and Isabella is pretty patient. Maybe because she got a head start last night. We had dinner at Olivia’s house together with her brother Dave and his family. Twelve of us exchanging secret santa gifts to the ones present – no pun intended. Isabella’s secret santa wasn’t there but someone had made sure there was a present anyway. John received a goat from his Secret Santa (Jillian). It was instantly was passed on to an African village and named “not dinner”. Very cool.
Thursday brought Isabella’s Christmas performance. Her classroom sang together with the fourth graders, so it was quite a bunch. Excellent job. Once more Isabella’s drawing was selected as the covers for the program so we all had good reason to be proud.
John’s working from home. Partly because Isabella is already on her Christmas break (until January 4), and partly because he’s fighting a cold. No fun! In between the writing we’re looking for a new car. The Range Rover is too thirsty and with the 2x tax breaks we would get this year, a new and greener car would almost(!) pay for itself. Anybody for a souped up Range Rover Sport? We might list it on AutoTrader and try to sell it ourselves. But so far it’s hard come to agreement with the sales people at five different Volkswagen dealerships – the state of the economy seems to somehow have escaped them all.
In other news: Moses had a manicure and pedicure yesterday. And a hair cut and shampoo. Looks great and smells almost too clean. He’s definitely ready for Christmas. Little does he know that Amazon messed up “Santa’s” order, and the chewable toy monkey will not be here in time. Nothing a cookie can’t fix.
We wish all our readers a Merry Christmas. Hope you will have a wonderful time where ever you are. Our annual Christmas letter is still inside our heads and not on paper, and looking at the calendar we’re not entirely sure when we’re going to write it.
Isabella, John & Moses