The prequel:
We hosted our first family Christmas in the "new" house and it was everything we had hoped for and more. I caught the worst flu and offered little to no help with any preparations but the mister stepped up to the mark and pulled together the most incredible mish-mash (technical term) of borrowed plates and chairs, dairy free, gluten free, hot, cold, silly and magical christmassy goodies that filled our tums and made us as sleepy as the tiny ones.
I couldn't fit everything into a collection of photos so here are a few photos from instagram.
"Rivers of London" - a must read for the graduates of Hogwarts, Red velvet cupcackes (festive and fantastic), Sleepy bear after all THAT food, my favourite faces not just for Christmas!
The main event:
We ran away from the mayhem of Boxing day to the bright lights of Paris. It's a completely different place in Winter to Summer and in my opinion the smoky breath of the frost air makes stopping for pastries and coffee that much sweeter.
We saw "le sights", we explored old favourites (Montmartre and the Latin quarter) and stumbled upon new (the South of the river), we toasted to our 1st family Christmas and it's success, we could only laugh over the disasters (think pan fire swiftly extinguished by the Mister's sister!!) and wondered if our cat-sitter (my Brother) had eaten all the turkey yet and then......
The rain poured, the clouds gathered over the evening skyline of Paris and my favourite person in the world got down on one knee and I thought my heart would explode there and then.
Audrey Hepburn was right; Paris is always a good idea.
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