Today was Christmas day. Graeme had stayed over so we had a quiet breakfast just the three of us. For Graeme I made our family traditional Christmas breakfast, scones and cinnamon twists.
Doug and Parker had walked in the park in the morning and Doug picked out a gift for Graeme, a stick. But a very special stick, one chewed off by a beaver. Graeme and Doug have the same sense of humour and therefore Graeme appreciated the gift.
|Note - our new fireplace, nah, just the tv|
|Jason and Michelle's tree - very modern|
By the end of the evening we were pooped. Glad to get home to our little house on wheels and our pjs.
Next week at this time we will be somewhere else. South of Portland somewhere and back to our life on the road.