Nine out of ten Victorians are double vaccinated, and Jed has been dragging the tree out of the wardrobe like it’s kind of a big deal, rather than shoving it back in like it’s a triffid.
He has started to grasp the novelty of Christmas decorations, if not the delicate nature of them. Recently I came across one of our nicer Christmas ornaments – not on the ‘special’ shelf with all the other Christmas treasures – but outside … in the guinea pig enclosure.
Nice as Bicky and Jellybean’s compound is (the three of us – Bicky, Jellybean and I – are still waiting to be featured in Guinea Pig Magazine’s ‘Dream Hutch’ edition, but it’s only a matter of time), it is no place for a delicate, hand-painted Christmas decoration with tiny gold bells.
However, I’m choosing to look on the bright side and – putting aside the rain damage and heat stress – I’m taking Jed’s interest in the merry-go-round as a promising sign that we might be on the cusp of the first Christmas morning in two years where Santa won’t have to arrange the presents at the foot of the “Christmas couch”.
It’s been another tough year. We all deserve a lucky break. And while I did say I only wanted two things, I actually want three: worldwide vaccination, a Christmas Tree … and a happy little boy.
