to complain about not seeing my two eldest DS's enough. DDH and I had planned to spend the day wrapping the presents as we had no other plan to speak of. We had just put all of the presents, unwrapped, on the lounge floor and scissors at the ready when there was a rap on the window. My eldest DS and his two little ones arrived for a visit 
DDH quickly dashed upstairs and grabbed a blanket to throw over the robots, guitar and goodness knows what else. Just as I had hidden the gifts for that family my other son arrived complete with wife and new baby . I still had their gifts on show. I rapidly shoved them under the blanket. The room was in complete chaos -'what's new?' I took the baby and noticed that my hand was rather wet - and yellow - the little one had pooped through her clothes, poor mite, poor me. Mummy took her and changed her while my DS 2 squeezed into the cloakroom to wash our matching yellow hands.
It was a lovely morning and now I have to turn off my Nigella cooked in coke ham and dash to my sister-in -laws for a pre Christmas cuppa. THEN get back to wrapping presents. One wrapped already.
Oh yes - as always happens one of the gifts I have bought my teenage grand daughter has been bought by my son.
HAPPY CHRISTMAS ALL YOUR LOVELY GRANSNETTERS, HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD ONE
House about to go on the market. Any useful tips?
