That was Christmas 2014

I trust that you all had a very Merry Christmas and Father Christmas left you all that you wanted.  As 2014 draws to a close this will be the last update of the year but expect the next on the first day of the new year which will reflect on the year as a whole.  Here I will just concern myself with events in the Bagnall household that have happening in the last few weeks.

Both girls broke up from School the Friday before Christmas, which will give them just over 2 weeks off school.  Fortunately the football fixtures (which are usually heavy over the Christmas period) have, due to Christmas falling on a Thursday, meant that the 40 Premier League games that were scheduled over that same period have been spread over only 7 days.  This has meant that although I have had to work Boxing Day, and will be working New Year’s Day (in addition to the other 5) I have managed to spend some time with the family.

Lucinda’s shifts have also been a little kind and apart from New Year;s Day and Sunday 28th December I have been off to look after the kids.  So we have only had to trouble Nanny and Granddad twice over the Christmas holidays.  Not ideal but both of us work in industries that require shift work and have worked in such industries all our working lives, we are kind of used to it.

Needless to say in the days leading up to Christmas the girls were getting more and more excited.  We tempered that excitement by involving them in getting the house prepared for Christmas, making room for potential new presents and getting the spare room sorted for the visit of Nanny Fran, Auntie Liz and Auntie Mary.

Yes, this year we decided that we would host Christmas.  With Nanny Fran living in West Bromwich and with my work meaning that I always work Boxing Day (the day after Christmas day for non-UK readers – a full round of football fixtures), we never spend Christmas day with my family.  As we now have the room to accommodate a dozen or so diners relatively comfortably we took advantage of our new home (and new extending dining table) to invite the family round for Christmas dinner.  With Nanny Fran and Aunties Liz and Mary living so far away it made sense that they stopped for a couple of days to take full advantage.  Therefore, Nanny Fran and the Aunties came Christmas Eve, returning home Boxing day.

Before, any of that could happen though, the house had to be tidied within an inch of its life to make room not only for three extra guests but also the presents that they would undoubtedly bring with them.  That was how the beginning of the week was spent, trying to calm the excitement with tidying.

The girls’ imaginations were probably running overtime though and this is probably what lead to Amélie creeping into our room at 0300 scared because there was a monster in her room.  Daddy is volunteered by Mommy to go monster hunting.  So I lead Amélie back into her room.  I asked her what it looks like and she replies that it looks like a disc with two faces.  So we enter the room and I ask her if she can still see it.  She says that it is by the window.  I walk over there and say quite confidently state that there is no monster.  ‘You are not looking properly,‘ she says.  So I wave my hands about explaining that if I can do this then there can not be a monster there.  Amélie starts to get agitated, ‘You are NOT looking properly!‘ she says.  Trying to calm her down I ask her where it is.  ‘Right behind you!’  Pregnant pause: ‘Grinning!

Now I may be a 6 foot 3 bloke in what I believe to be a monster-free home but I am not ashamed to say that the earnestness in which Amélie say those four words made my hackles raise and adrenalin start pumping through my veins.  So I looked around to see what could be causing the shadow that her imagination was turning into a grinning two-faced disc monster.  I couldn’t see anything but being as positive as I could be under the circumstances that it was either the moon peaking through the crack in the curtains or the night light (or a combination of the two) was the cause of the denizen of the night, I moved some of the untidied things about, including the main suspect, an errant sock.  Amélie confirmed that she could no longer see the monster but was scared that it would come back.  So I told her to take her teddy to be as we all know that the reason that children take teddies to bed is that monsters are scared of teddies.  Amélie accepted this and was soon snoring.  I crept back into our room, keeping an eye out for a two-faced disc monster on the way.

So with the house tidied and only a few threats to phone Santa Claus it was Christmas Eve before we knew it and the first of our visitors arrived. Nanny Fran, Auntie Liz and Auntie Mary arrived before another special visitor.  The UK were blessed with the coincidence that the International Space Station’s orbit brought it over during the week or so before Christmas.  Alerted to this fact via social media, we decided, along with many parents across the land, to tell the children that it was Santa’s sleigh heading towards the children of Thailand.  So at 17:23 we stood in our garden in the freezing cold looking for a bright light to streak across the sky.  We were blessed with clear skies and a good viewing angle and sure enough we watched it arc across the sky.  Amélie was even convinced that she could see Rudolph’s bright red nose, and Santa waving.

We thank the crew of the International Space Station for impersonating Santa Claus so well, and from now on it will be known as Santa’s International Space Sleigh.

So, after Santa’s appearance it was relatively easy to get the kids into bed ready for his appearance in chez Bagnall.

The girls must have been very good as Santa had left them a well packed stocking each, and Amélie had been left a purple pram for her baby.  Santa didn’t factor Amélie waking at 0230 for a wee, noticing the pram and wheeling it in to Mommy and Daddy’s room to show them.  We managed to convince her to go back to sleep before Santa had noticed that she was awake and that it would still be there in the morning.  Fortunately she did what she was told.

Nanny Fran, Auntie Liz and Auntie Mary must have been good girls too, as there was a little stocking left for each of them too.

Christmas morning was taken up by opening presents, and there was a lot of them.  Opening presents and bacon sandwiches.  Then it was time for the main event of Christmas, Christmas Dinner.  I was the nominated chef of the day cooking for the families Bagnall and Cathrall.  I had a little help in the form of the turkey was cooked by Nanny and Granddad, because I wouldn’t have had enough cooker space (it was tight as it was).  Nevertheless everything was cooked, nothing got burnt and everyone ate to their hearts (or stomach’s content).  In fact I could have probably served another half a dozen people easily.  Indeed we are still making our way through the leftovers.

When we suggested that we would cook Christmas dinner we had but one condition: everyone wore a Christmas jumper.  I am pleased to report that everyone did and it certainly added to the Christmasiness, unfortunately there was one element missing: snow.  It was cold but no snow.  Amélie was certainly disappointed and kept asking when it was going to snow.  It saved Daddy asking the same question. But despite the lack of snow as Christmases go it was pretty darn good, even without the mantelpiece, roaring log fire, egg-nog and pipe (don’t ask).  Not sure if we can do it all again next year, but ask me again in October.

There may not have been any snow in Staines Upon Thames on Christmas day but Nanny Fran was blessed with some on her return to West Bromwich, indeed it was a veritable blizzard during the Boxing day game between West Bromwich Albion and Manchester City.  We are still waiting for our first fall here.  Indeed, it has not snowed since we moved in.  A blessing considering the lack of heating on the ground floor (update in future episodes).

All it leaves me to say, is that I trust that you all had a great Christmas and indeed a great 2014 and thank you for reading.  I would also like to thank you all for your generosity all three baguettes were very blessed with the gifts they received, now we just have to find space for them all and I look forward to seeing you all in 2015.

Peace and love

Baggie

Merry Christmas 2014

To all our Friends and Family, and casual readers of this blog

We would like to dedicate this post to you, your love, support and general interest in our family encourages me to sit down and update this website each month.  

Remember that your success and happiness lies in you.  Resolve to keep happy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulties

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

Love from

Baggie, Lucy, Éowyn, Amélie and Ezra.

Merry Christmas from the Bagnalls 2014
Merry Christmas from the Bagnalls 2014

When it snows, ain’t it thrillin’, though your nose gets a chillin’

I promised you a second update before the annual Bagnall message to the world, and here it is.  I always try to keep my promises.

It seems an age since I updated you about Ezra, for some reason he has received short shrift on the pages of Baggie and Lucy over the last few months, mainly due to the changes affecting his sisters.  Let me put that right.

As you may recall he has been walking since the end of August and so, as you can imagine, he is into everything.  He has worked out that if he moves his little step-up that he can grasp things out of his usual reach.  In that respect he is like Amélie in that he will acquire things.  His favourites tend to be kitchen utensils; it is not usual to find sieves, saucepans and the potato masher ‘hidden’ around the house.  However, it is not just kitchen utensils that he will swipe, I quite often find a variety of items (especially for some reason, mine) deposited around the house.  There are not enough places, that are completely out of his reach, it is amazing how far he can stretch when he puts his mind to it.

He is usually quite laid-back and relatively mellow, although he occasionally has his  moments.  Nothing like the terrible twos, but if he is determined to do something (or not to do something) then he is a ball of furious energy.  Thankfully, it is still quite rare although he has had to have timeout in his cot a couple of times.  He can also be disarmed by offering to read him a book.  His vocabulary is increasing daily and he seems to say a new word every day or so, but ‘book’ was one of his first words and certainly one of his favourites.

You can quite often find Ezra, sitting on the chair in his room ‘reading’ a book.  If he wants you to read a book he will point for you to sit down, he will pick up a book and then back up towards you, inviting you to pick him up, put him on your lap and read the book.  He knows what he wants and certainly has a way to make you do his willing.  This can work to your advantage though for if he is upset or on the verge of an episode, you can disarm him, if you are quick enough, if you offer to read him a book.  He will waddle off and fetch a book forgetting about whatever it was that was upsetting him two seconds earlier.  Never underestimate the distraction technique.

Reading books is probably helping to contribute to his vocabulary increase.  He knows his animals and the noises they make, especially when they have appeared in one of his books.  It is leading to some confusion though, for every bird is a duck and of course they ‘quack’, except, of course cockerels that ‘Cock-a-doodle-do!’  I will explain the Avian family tree when he is a little older.  His favourite book, however, is not about animals as such, although does have a cat, a dog, a frog and a green bird: Room on the Broom by Julia Donaldson.  If you have not read it, I thoroughly recommend it; a classic!

Ezra, however, has missed out on a few events this past week or so.  Both girls have had their ‘nativity’ (or possibly more accurately: Christmas) plays.  Both had ‘named’ parts but far from starring roles.  Amélie was the 3rd Inn-Keeper’s wife while Éowyn was Narrator 16.

Amélie is still at pre-school so there is no need for them to remember lines but they did learn a lot of songs and the actions to those songs.  Amélie being one of the oldest of the class, was certainly one of the most vocal and also lead the actions.  Being a pre-school at a Catholic school this was the ‘traditional’ nativity story, the story of Jesus’ birth, hence the 3rd Inn-Keeper, who may have had no rooms to let but wasn’t going to miss an opportunity to make a little bit extra and capitalised on the situation by selling space in a stable to a heavily pregnant woman.  The true meaning of Christmas.

The pre-school were allowed to use the main school hall and as such there were plenty of seats for all the parents (and some grand-parents) indeed Nanny and Granddad managed to squeeze in with Mommy and Daddy to see their grand-daughter.

Éowyn’s play on the other hand was more secular, the story of Ralph The Reindeer.  ‘Ralph?’ I hear you cry.  Yes, Ralph the green-nosed freelance reindeer that steps in one Christmas when Rudolph has a cold.  It was very enjoyable and with nigh on 180 pupils across the two years  a serious amount of choreography had gone on to ensure that every child felt part of the production and at some point during the play was on stage.  Relatively, there were very few speaking parts so although Éowyn was Narrator 16 the five lines that she had been give was a significant percentage of the script.  Éowyn’s play had two performances to ensure that all parents had an opportunity to see their children, with Lucinda at work on the Thursday and Daddy looking after Amélie and Ezra, Nanny and Granddad went to the first performance while Mommy and Daddy waited until the Friday to see their eldest child’s performance.  We were all very impressed with her.  She pronounced her lines very clearly and although a little on the fast side – you could definitely tell what she was saying.

The other event that Ezra missed out on this last week, Daddy missed out on too, was the annual visit to the Pantomime.  Ezra because he is a little too young (so he stopped with Nanny) and Daddy because, surprise, surprise, he was at work at the weekend.  Last year Lucinda and Granddad took the girls to see ‘Puss In Boots’ performed by the Riverside Players at the Memorial Hall in Old Windsor.  Apart from Amélie being terrified of the baddie they thoroughly enjoyed it, so this year Lucinda decided to take them again.  This year’s pantomime was ‘Sleeping Beauty’.  Again Amélie spent the first acts cowering into Lucinda, scared of the pantomime baddie, asking if they could go home.  Éowyn on the other hand loved it and was enthralled by the story.

It is interesting how Amélie is fearless when it comes to things like roller coasters and scaling climbing frames, yet is terrified of pantomime baddies, yet Éowyn is the opposite.  She may not be a fan of adrenalin fuelled fears yet is not afraid of more psychologically orientated fears that you would find in films or, in this case, pantomimes.

Amélie hasn’t been the only one cowering behind Mommy’s skirts this week.  Lucinda took the kids to the local garden centre, Vermeulens, in Stanwell Moor.  Like many garden centres at this time of the year, business is a little slow so they encourage the customers through the door with a Santa grotto and a chance to visit Santa.  Lucinda thought as Daddy was at work that it would be nice to take them to visit Santa.  Fearing that the queues would be out of the door she didn’t build their hopes up too much.  She was completely surprised, however, that it was the exact opposite.  It seems that word hadn’t reached the good people of Staines that their local garden centre had a grotto and there was not a soul waiting for Santa.  The girls loved it and were more than happy to regale their list of toys that they would like, and apparently they are currently on the ‘nice’ list.  Ezra, however, wasn’t so enamoured with Old Saint Nick.  He cowered in fear but was still given a present and told he was a good boy.  I trust he will grow out of it by next year!

The other great Bagnall Christmas tradition has also been performed, namely the creation of handmade Christmas Baubles at Genevieve’s Gallery in Englefield Green.  This is the seventh year that we have been there to make at least one Christmas Bauble for our tree and one for Nanny Fran’s tree.  They have always been a hand-print of each child and then annotated by Lucinda.  That slightly changed last year as Éowyn’s hands have grown too large to decorate a bauble.  So last year Éowyn was given free rein to make her own designs.  Nanny Fran’s was an original Éowyn but she came up with a great idea for our tree: namely making a Mommy and Daddy bauble.  This year, due to time constraints she was only able to add one more to the family, namely herself.  Next year she will have to do one each to represent Amélie and Ezra.

Éowyn seems to be enjoying school a little more, maybe her first school disco helped, or maybe she is just settling down and making friends.  Hopefully, with a break for Christmas and then returning after all the excitement it will just become part of the routine.  I will take my leave of you here and as usual, ten sad points for you if you can recognise the Christmas ditty that the title of the update comes from.  No prizes, just the smug pleasure of knowing the answer and for me, the smug pleasure of knowing that you will be humming it all day!

Peace and Love

Baggie

P.S. Four years ago our precocious first-born, Éowyn, demanded that we went to the shops to buy Toy Story 4, and it took a while to convince her that they had only made 3!  Well the bods at Pixar (John Lasseter et al) have listened to their audience and Toy Story 4 is in the planning stage (you can read about it here).  Personally, I am not sure that this is a good thing, the last movie ended the trilogy perfectly – indeed it is one of the best trilogies in film history with not a weak film among them – and to revisit that story feels wrong.  However my fears maybe allayed when the film is released (16th June 2017), and I can guarantee that there will be a least one family of five that will be going to the cinema to see it.

 

Gallery to be update but it starts off like this…