It’s the last day of 2016. Time to finish the year, and finish another year with December’s Me and Mine. These photos mark our fourth December post, and our third complete year and even when we’ve been taking pictures in dusk on the last but one day of the month, to take a family portrait has become ingrained in our lives in the loveliest way. They say it takes ten repeats to form a habit, well we’re well past that now, and I think the addiction had taken root after the shutter clicked on that first portrait. It would take a lot to stop us from taking a photo now. Right up to and including dodgy light.
In the last couple of years it’s become a bit of a tradition to take our Me and Mine photos on Christmas day itself, and while Christmas morning was bright and light and lovely, by the time we’d finished chatting after church, opened a present or two before the girls exploded from excitement, and did assorted things around the kitchen, we’d been tucked up in a celestial blanket and the light dimmed to a cosy glow, perfectly Christmassy but requiring the best endeavours of my camera in the matter of ISO.
They are more than a bit on the grainy side but they’re my windows into the memory of a near perfect Christmas. All three children were the most excited they have ever been and their awe in the magic and joy in the celebration was everything I could have wanted it to be.
And so another year draws to the close, and we complete another year of family photos.
I have loved having time at home with the family this month. There’s been time to knit and sew and make Hama beads with the girls, and to just simply relax and switch off. For John I think he’s rather liked having me at home too, and not just because he’s managed to fit two rounds of golf in around all the festivities.
We’re both glad to have some viewings for our house and have all fingers and toes crossed that we get a good offer, not least because at least half of the things that usually live on our kitchen counter tops are now living in the boot of the car under a quilt.
For the girls the first half of the month was all about Elma’s birthday. She had a wonderful day and especially loved her ‘school birthday’ at nursery where she got to wear a cape and a crown and hand out slices of her birthday cake, and even now I can’t quite believe my little girl is four. She’s taken to starting with “when I was three…” as if it was a lifetime ago which is incredibly cute.
And then all Christmas let loose, and they both started their wind up to the big day itself. Kitty loved being old enough to come to the carol service with me, and catching up with some of her friends, and Elma’s highlight (and one of mine) was her star turn as littlest angel at the Christmas Eve Nativity Service.
As for Pip Squeak, he loves having his Mama home, and has spent much of the month holding on to me to make sure I don’t vanish again, but was more than adequately distracted by his Christmas present, a bright red fire engine balance bike which he adores, and rides very very slowly.
Which that brings us to the end of another year. And as most of my December photos are taken from roughly the same place I thought it might be fun to look back over the last four years of festive Me and Mine:
December 2013: Kitty is a little younger than Pip is now, I’m newly pregnant with Pip and even though it’s logical, I still look at the photo and see someone missing.
December 2014: and now there are five, though the fifth member of the family seems more than a bit confused.
December 2015: a break from our traditional tree shots with our giant turkey and the Duplo nativity scene.
And finally, my little family, in December 2016: