january snowy snowy snow. all around our tippey toes. noses feel like teeny odd shaped ice cubes. and fingertips extremely numb eventhough cream coloured mittens are keeping them warm. but the cottage and the garden fences are lined and coated with a sheet of pure magic. wintery wonder.
angels made from snow come alive when children and charlottes dance in the snowy grass. icy cold legs and snow covered everything. but magical afters. 
♥snowy love and laughter. charlotte loves to plays amongst the woods with the ponies and the snowed on trees and sit upon the tree stumps singing inside her rosy cheeked head. singing along to the songs of christmas that have whirled around in her world since december 1st. 
little bashful bunnies teeter and hop away into the bushes and eat snowball cakes and icy cold water.
early morning sunshine peering through the windows. waking you up with thoughts of a good day. a good day with soft sounds of music and wonderful sunshine and snowy grounds and hot cups of tea snuggled in bed.
christmas arrived with such splendor and excitement and treats of wonder. golden sequined jumpers and my name in sugared pink to wear upon my neck and beautiful earrings and bangles and necklaces and cosy socks with flowers and bows and such. and peachy tops and pinkish slippers to toast my toes and everything special you could imagine. and treats of turkish delights and sugared mice and pirate chocolate. tilly~rose got some delights also.
homemade mince pies with hot cups of tea and homemade fudge and iced biscuits and cheese with crackers and bucks fizz and turkey and fudge yule log and chocolates and more were enjoyed.
tilly~rose adored the christmassy wonder and wrapping papers and her seeded honey sandwich that father christmas bought to her attention.
my teeny nephew iced these special little biscuits for our christmas tree and he said.."auntie charwee, you can have a starr". ♥
he doesn't like ma'ma's little father christmas- he says "he's got a scarewee face". but i adore his rosy cheeks and kind smiling wrinkles.as much as i adored what was inside my wonderful stocking from ma'ma.
but before my nephews tucked their teeny toes and feet into their bunk beds, we made sure to leave out a homemade mince pie and a glass of cold milk and a teeny spill or whisky to warm father christmas's insides. and ofcourse a carrot for the reindeer. it was all gone in the early morning, except the carrot was only nibbled at.
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homemade turkish delight and glittered reindeer biscuits were given for gifts. along with ma'ma's homemade plum jam and strawberry jam and clear ribboned bags of fudge and mince pies with homemade mince meat and jars of homemade pickles and cinnamon ginger biscuits and sausage rolls.
christmas is my favourite and my best.
