Christmas presence

Yay - our Christmas packages from the UK have arrived!  I refer of course to Ellen and Megan, who were delivered by BA rather than USPS.  They claim that immigration at Dulles is the best they've experienced, which is surprising given that international arrivals is a brown-painted concrete basement.  It does have a Starbucks though.

Today they decided to combat jet-lag by making a first trip into DC.  The excitement of seeing the White House was slightly delayed when the excitement of seeing a Peet's Coffee overcame Ellen, but we got there in the end.  We can also put away any further Christmas presents for Pete - he hasn't been able to wipe the smile off his face since his Godsister (as she refers to herself) arrived.  His grin seems to be saying "she's taller than me, like a grown up, but doesn't seem beholden to their arcane and foolish rules..."  Hmm.

Christmas is here!

Touring the local lights.

First coffee, then the White House.

Two children, one word: trouble.