I could hear ours rummaging around, discussing the letter left by Santa and the amount of presents, while I gradually came to. Was fully expecting them to rush in at some point to get us out of bed, but no. When I worked up the strength to get up, I found them both eating cereal, fully dressed, with their hair brushed. Little angels ♥️
Meri Kirihimete to our lovely little community.
Wish the neighbours were a bit more subdued. Don’t know for sure where they got their fireworks from, but suspect they may have come straight from Satan’s asshole. Me and my wife are definitely part of the exhausted cohort of New Zealanders, so could’ve used the extra sleep.