Secrets!

We tried, we really did. But the BH was losing interest in this holiday, and as I had scrapbooks and bits ready (and didn’t want to be alone in my excitement!), we had to tell them.

But I think I made a mistake opening with ‘We can’t afford Christmas,’ and adding that ‘We’re not eating Christmas dinner with Nana and Papa this year,’ went down like a lead balloon with P was near crying, J and R and was already sulking, and poor S was totally confused. Bringing out the scrapbooks wrapped in Christmas paper helped with the 3 youngest, but by then R was so deep in his funk to care that more presents were arriving. A glimmer of a smile broke from R when P unwrapped an aeroplane and we told R to work it out!

It took just seconds to realize it meant Disney, but another couple of minutes for them to grasp we didn’t mean just EuroDisney, but the big one, in Florida.

The girls bounced about telling us how much they loved us (you’d think they already did, but apparently now ‘They really mean it’!) P was too stunned to do anything, and R sulked because he didn’t believe us (sometimes I wonder if that boy has actually been raised by *me*, I mean, would I joke about something like this?!!!!!)

Of course within the hour R had perked up and was driving us mad with endless questions, and I can tell P is bubbling as he sits staring at the pictures of the villa we’re renting (and yes, they’re already arguing over who gets which room), the girls seem to forget for a few minutes at a time then suddenly remember and burst in a High School Musical song!

I seriously doubt they’ll do a lick of work at school this week.