|Christmas Tree 2015|
|Happy faces at Christmas|
Engine's getting hot,
We dodge the kangaroos,
(No, there aren't kangaroos ALL over the place in the Australian suburbs. And no, we aren't all that good at dodging them sometimes either.)
|Ian gets some present- unwrapping support from Ryan.|
|Ryan's gift and Daddy's hat!|
The swaggie climbs aboard -
He is welcome too.
A swaggie is an itinerant ranch hand with a bedroll or swag. Don't have many of those in the Brissy suburbs either. But there are some rather ratty looking young guys with long hair that I mentally apologise to as I pass by them with my kids in the car. Maybe they aren't on drugs and maybe they aren't dangerous but I have promised my husband I will not take that risk ever since I stopped and got out of the car on Route 1 in Connecticut to help a man who had fallen out of his wheelchair and everyone else was just passing by.
|Looks like I won't be the only one snapping pictures soon! (Although I can't be the only one who thinks that face belongs IN FRONT of the camera!0|
|Have we told you about the rocks?!|
|Look Meka - Air Hogs!|
All the family's there,
Sitting by the pool,
Christmas Day the Aussie way,
By the barbeque.
|Ian lost amongst his pressies.|
|Hey! Everyone else is getting toys and I am trying to look happy about this!|
And that, mates, is how it's done!
|Ian engineered the cars to jump OVER the ring of fire. (Note the green truck UNDER the ramp to give it more height.)|
|And Dad gets to fix everyone else's toys.|
As I post these photos, I think back about what we are worshipping at Christmas. And it isn't the toys. It is the joy and the magic. And I think Jesus would have been okay with that!