There's been much movement and activity at home here today. Both the Daddies are bunged up with colds but they said they are bracing it and getting things ready for this Christmas thing that they said is just days away now. I can hardly wait to see what all the fuss is about but I;m expecting much going bu the activity levels.
Anyways Daddy played about with the Christmas tree this evening and sorted out the wobbly thing at the top and I was just admiring his efforts and thinking which ball would be the least effort to knock off when I heard my other Daddy gasp from the other side of the room.
I ran up to see what was going on and saw him staring at the candles on the fireplace. I couldn't see what was making him hold his hand in front of his mouth so I peered a little closer.
*Gasp*
I saw it. Daddy turned to look at me and asked if I could see it, I just blinked back.
Daddy opened his mouth...
"The ghost of Christmas Past!"
