Everything is set out to my mother’s specifications, my brother, sister in law and their kids were pulled in early to help and now we are standing around waiting for people to arrive.
Cherie and Flora are in matching maroon coloured velvet dresses whilst EJ is in a little suit with a bow tie made from the same material as his sisters’ dresses that he’s tugging at repeatedly whilst he moans under his breath about it being itchy. I tug at my own tie that my mother very lovingly presented me with earlier, I feel you kid, I truly feel you right now.
I look down at the front of the tie dejectedly, it is navy blue, and has a snowman on it with the declaration that I’m ‘freezing my snowballs off.’ Ahh, so tasteful, like everything else in my mother’s Christmas slasher film of a life.
‘Oh, it a
