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MY NORTH AMERICAN CHRISTMAS

Nicolas-&-Daniel,-Toronto-2014

Nicolas-&-Daniel

Pre church twins

On christmas eve and christmas day things bord more on private rather than personal, hence no photos. I can tell you about it instead though. The family had a huge christmas tree that we decorated with ornaments from the 60s onwards whilst eating the Swedish treats I had brought. They all thought that the saffron buns resembled asian pastries but found them tasty. The dad telling me French history whilst setting up the nativity scene and the mum showing naked pics of the boys as toddlers. There were a stocking each filled with presents and a grotesquely large turkey for dinner. Absolutely delicious, but the whole thing with stuffing?! It definitely puts me off with having something inside a bird and then you take it out and eat it? Anyways, I’m always apprehensive about buying people gifts for the first time, not knowing if they hate them and feel forced to lie. I think I did alright this time at least and Daniel absolutely loved his (I’ll show you later on). The family then brought me around Toronto in a wild thunderstorm to witness the crazy christmas lights on peoples’ houses just like they used to do when the boys and Claire were kids. I guess my growing up in Europe makes for the same excitement and novelty. We even went to church and I did behave, kind of. At least I wore underwear which is the contrary of what one of you readers suggested! It was hilarious though as they had brought me to the most grand of churches in downtown Toronto for the atheist me to get the true catholic revelation. Unfortunately as we entered it turned out that we were an hour early plus that the church was under construction. This meant that we sat surrounded with scaffolding, not being able to see anything but metallic bars, listening to a boy choir singing carols for an hour before the actual service begun. I got the giggles when the priest started talking about heaven being like an all inclusive holidat, and I couldn’t seem to shut up, but it was pretty lovely. And that was my first Christmas away from my own family. Growing up huh..   Linn

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