Boxing Day Number 9

We worked out that this is the ninth Boxing Day in a row that Gibbo's family have celebrated here. Throw in a couple of Easters as well and that's quite a list. The mothers of the littlies told Megan that they look forward to this holiday all year because they feel like their children are safe and they can easily keep an eye on them - and there's no traffic and no strangers to worry about like there is when they go to a public caravan park. We have our very own caravan park right here.

Everyone was surprised and delighted with the home-made goods hampers, my family included. We made 10 in total; these 6 were for Gibbo's family.

Meg's Boutique was open for business.

I have a soft spot for Jazz; she's a daughter of my black staffy, Tilly, who was killed by a brown snake 4 years ago.

Great nana (Gibbo's Mum) made little quilts for her 9 great grandchildren. She personalised them all with squares and pictures of things they like.

Organised chaos! Lucky we have a very long and wide verandah.

Ethan got up close and personal with Moochos.

Meg set the timer  for the group shot just before everyone packed up and left (Nana had already gone). Here, the crazies are looking normal. Check out Poofy reclining in Gibbo's arms like he's in a lounge chair. What a spoilt dog.

Here - it's just the crazies!