After several days of baking and prepping for the Christmas family get together, my day of family madness and mayhem has just ended:
1 year old DGS is teething and wailed and grizzled all day.
5 year old DGD surreptitiously ate too much chocolate and threw up on the rug.
Ex H announced, immediately upon arrival, that he couldn't stay long but then stayed for 6 hours, drank like a fish, grew maudlin and left in tears.
Elderly relative, who has mild dementia, couldn't remember where he, or the bathroom, was. He wet himself.
My pavlova was a car crash - absolutely abysmal. It got eaten though.
I stood, with bare feet, on a lego brick and cursed loudly. DGD & DS heard me and I got told off by both.
I'm told it went well and everyone had a lovely time and they're looking forward to the next one.