I’m not sure that a huge amount of families go through this, as we’re very lucky to live close to both grandmothers, but about this time of year, we start thinking about where we’re going to be spending our Christmas Day.
To explain our usual predicament, I’m afraid that you need to understand that our Christmasses are no longer ‘normal’ since our youngest son became a Chorister. We are delighted that he adores this and support him all the way, however it does tend to interfere with what is considered normal Christmas practices – wake up, open presents, open Prosecco, start cooking, etc…
He has to attend Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve, getting home around 1am, then has to be back for Christmas morning at 9.10am. So mornings tend to be ‘wake up when he does, open presents, rush breakfast and get in the car’.
So as you can imagine, where we spend our Christmas Day is important! “Close to the Cathedral” is a pre-requisite so it enables us to leave it to the absolute last minute before leaving.
In the days when we lived a 30 minute drive from the Cathedral, we stayed with my grandmother and mother, cooked lunch and went home later in the afternoon. This was lovely but a complete logistical nightmare – how do you take 2 children, 2 dogs and ALL the presents (even Santa’s gifts!) in one car? It had to be brought over with more secrecy than an MI5 operation! New hiding places had to be found – especially after one hiding place was discovered after only an hour…
But spending the day as a family was – and is – the most important part of the day. It’s also important to see the boys’ other grandmother, so we try and fit that in too.
But these transient holidays tend to make me hanker for a simple Christmas at home; I adore being with my family but since we moved to rented accommodation nearer the Cathedral, the idea of waking up in our home this year is one of bliss.
As for where we’re having lunch… no idea but I do know what we’re eating!