Here Michael and Tucker enjoy some time by the fire.....
It is Christmas morning and the gifts are ready to be opened.
Tucker and I are hoping that Santa found his way to us in the country.
Michael's dad opens some British whiskey and is very happy with his gift.
Tucker gets a Christmas hug from Michael's sister Sarah.
For Christmas lunch (dinner or tea - I seriously can never figure out which one means which meal here) we have a new set of hats. I was a four time loser in the cracker game by the way. It must be because I'm not British.
On Boxing Day - the day after Christmas - we go for another British tradition - a walk! I think I've mentioned it before that the Brits are great about public paths, hiking, walking. We weren't the only ones out and enjoying the snow. It was a good way to make some room for more Christmas pudding.