Lazuli Green Island Mama

Lazuli Green Island Mama

Thursday, December 29, 2011

An island Christmas

We have a little family tradition going on around here... one of those traditions that you begin for your own family, not one you've brought with you from your ancestors. It's a morning swim. It used to be an ocean morning swim. Now it's a National Park morning swim. It reinvigorates our souls (the Zimbo's and mine) and reminds us to see our surroundings with clarity. For our little ones, well - to them, it's just what they've always done on Christmas morning!

Soon after, our friends arrived, the Turducken (that's a chicken in a duck in a turkey) was cooked, we fitted in a bit of rope-jumping, and much merriment was had.
On Boxing Day, some held their gin better than others. And of course, one of us only drank tea. Let's just say, she was the last one standing. But we all laughed ourselves silly. Our bellies were grateful for the workout.
Noddy doubting Big Ears

That was one Happy Christmas!

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