The day finally arrived, and although it started rainy the sun soon shone over our bit of California. We Skyped our nephews and nieces, which included some Internet-facilitated present opening, and then started to get ready for lunch.
We hosted the Mucker family, Elad, Daphny and their friends Nelly and Yossi who brought along their three-year-old daughter Roni. She could only say "thank you" and "I love you" in English, but what else do you need?
The celebration was very much a British affair (Jesus was English, wasn't he?) We'd found Christmas crackers in Seattle, and Hannah had rustled up a gorgeous roast beef and Yorkshire pudding dinner. Traditions of drinking sherry, wearing a party hat and having to read out a bad joke were ruthlessly enforced.
After dinner the weak snoozed while the strong played Christmas-themed Rock Band. Now it's time for an early night - Boxing Day sales start at 5.30am!
Rebecca, in Dorset, hungrily unwraps her present from us!
All set to go.
Cheers! Christine after her third sherry.
Daphny contemplates the meaning of Yorkshire pudding.
Jim and sherry trifle. He's even wearing British colours!
Claire sleeps off the excesses of the day.