I dreamt last night that it snowed and in my dream I woke up and looked out the window to see Santa skiing down a nearby hill. I got up – still in my dream – and had breakfast but by the time I’d finished eating all the snow had melted. When I really did wake up and discovered snow outside – it wasn’t just a dream – I decided to make the most of it. We moved to the UK in 2014 and have never had a white Christmas. This may be as close as we’re going to get. Yes, it’s Christmas Eve rather than Christmas Day and it’s only a sprinkling that has largely become mushy but I’ll take it!
It’s Victoria’s first time seeing snow. I think she liked it.
We have a tradition of photographing Ben looking miserable in the snow. I think he feels he has to balance out the excitement coming from me and the kids.
I went for a run around Duthie Park and got some photos at the same time. It’s lovely running in the snow. The grass is crunchy underfoot and sounds nice.
Aside from playing and running in the snow I’ve been cooking for much of the day. I decided to prepare as much of Christmas dinner today as I can so that I don’t have so much to do tomorrow. I also made another batch of lebkuchen. This is a German sweet that’s commonly eaten in December that I make every year. There’s a recipe for it on my blog: recipe for lebkuchen. It’s very good and makes an enormous batch. It goes into the oven as a huge cinnamonny, hazlenut dough.
When it comes out you put a light icing on it and cut it up into squares while it’s still warm. Then you can eat if for lunch as I did.
Merry Christmas everyone!