Beyond Boxing Day

We spent most of the day washing our cars yesterday. Gavin refilled his little bucket over and over to help rinse the soap off. We vacuumed and dusted, then applied Santa's gift of Armor-al and RainEx. The cars look spiffy, and Gavin had a good time chasing the neighbor boys with his bucket.

In the evening, we packed up potluck food and went to the Boxing Day party at my aunt's coffee shop. Gavin enjoyed a big plate of pumpkin pie, the rest of us enjoyed roasted lamb, pomegranate, chicken salad, sushi, and rum-soaked figgy pudding. I even had a glass of scotch on the rocks, which I never do, and I remembered why. During the gift exchange, we scored a calendar of Scotland. Inspiration for Mike and I when considering our long-overdue honeymoon.

This morning I cringed when I stepped on the scale, and was surprised to see I had lost a pound. That makes 34 in all so far. It was a Christmas miracle, I think, considering the amount of chocolate I ate in 2 days.


Gavin puts glasses on his head to look like mama:



Gavin acts cool, practicing to be a teenager at the wheel:



Po is very impressed by Gavin's driving abilities:



Gavin helps daddy rinse the car: