Christmas with Charles (a.k.a. Crimbo with Chasbo)

The first Christmas with the baby was great. Even though he's only 7-8 months, I'm sure he was aware that something was going on and was in a really good mood the whole time.

He enjoyed playing/bashing the piano (he definitely has rhythm), bashing his granddad, opening loads of fab presents and he even met Father Christmas.

However, it wasn't the real Father Christmas - it was Daddy in disguise. Charlie wasn't at all happy to see a beardy man in a bright outfit, shouting "Ho, ho, ho," at him. In fact, I've never seen him cry so much. He was terrified, as were most of the family. The only way we managed to take a photo was to pretend that Santa had gone and then I sneaked up behind him for the pic.