The boys have had a busy morning. The tree is up and mince pies made.
They took turns with the tasks, that way they didn’t fight too much and neither Hubby or I ended up getting too stressed by them!
The best words in any baking session are that there is a damaged one or as we call it, chefs perks.
M is happily enjoying his efforts. Ds are still too hot to eat so I think WW3 is about to break out as he suggests becoming Ms chief taster!
I don’t like mince pies but the smell of them is definitely making me feel Christmassy! The boys have worked hard!