Oh I know I know, Christmas is so far away... people hate how it's getting earlier and earlier... blah blah humbug. I'm with my dad on this one. Christmas is brilliant. I'm no longer a practising Christian but I'm all for the festivities and the lead up. I relish this time of year with it's myth and wonder now I have children. All my childhood memories are amplified and all the excitement is beginning.
Wednesday we were in East Street watching the Christmas lights gets switched on in the evening. Truly truly I was near crying with laughter at 'dancing Pete' apparently a 'Brighton institution' - a 75 year old man giving it some old school rave action at the front of the local radio stage before the actual entertainment began. There must have been a few hundred of us all with a beaming smile on our face watching him "get down." Ruby was just as peturbed as the vast majority of adults watching but it was definitely the lasting memory of the night. It's been the detail she relays to the grandparents anyway. We finished up at ASK Ship Street. Completely family friendly and lovely staff. Was a great suprise for Gwyn after work and nice to spend a bit of time having food somewhere other than the kitchen.
I got back pretty late on Wednesday though and had to create Ruby's outfit for preschool. The tabard bit took the best part of 5 minutes. The headband on the other hand took slightly longer. I was really lucky Gwyn had the day off the next morning so I could navigate my first foray into facepainting. Was a bit wonky as she kept moving her head but I feel overall successful. So convinced she had transformed into a tiger she apparently spent the whole morning responding to cries of 'Oh! It's a tiger! (the staff are very generous) with 'No, don't worry, it's just Ruby.' My heart melting moment came with the words of one little boy on her arrival 'OH! She looks gorgeous!'
This is what she looked like 3 and a half hours later:
Whilst she was being a tiger Gwyn and I took George to a pottery cafe in the North Laines to get a couple of Christmas presents sorted. We opted for handprint tiles which I really didn't think were going to happen. Miracles take place with gifted staff though I can tell you.... can't wait to see how they look.
There are plates, tiles, mugs and ceramic sculptures to make your mark on. You pay £5 a head and then add an amount for the ceramic that you choose to decorate. The tiles George printed on were only £10. A perfect gift.
And then after the morning we went to pick out the tree!!!
A visit to wilderness woods saw us choosing the above after reading a recommendation by Flora from a real holiday - an absolutely brilliant blog about a real family searching for a real holiday. I missed the concept entirely and thought you had to pick the tree and cut it there and then but not so, it's a reserve system (of course) DOH.
What a lovely place. Only takes an hour to walk around, the christmas tree field was magical, with lots of trees decorated so their owners can find them in December. It added to the wonder and we spent a happy time playing hide and seek with they little ones. You can reserve your tree from the 1st November. The cafe is gorgeous and the adventure playground and it's zip wire kept our two very entertained (although the equipment is more suited for older children)
Feeling quite festive! Hopefully I'll get round to some festive makes in the near future!