Let’s just say that being Canadian, ‘warm’ and ‘Christmas’ aren’t word I usually use in the same sentence, unless I’m saying that ‘Christmas is not warm’. This year it was a bit different. The first thing I noticed when I woke up in Christmas morning was the fact that it was bright. Since in Canada Christmas is during winter, this was weird. I actually went into the living room and closed the blinds fully so that it was darker. And, of course, when me and Rowan received head scarves we commented on the fact that they would be good neck warmers. Of course. Getting a pair of shorts is also not something that would usually happen. And yet it did! Thank goodness too, because I needed a new pair. Anyway, at lunch we went to the Belgian café and had a three-course meal. It was so yummy! Later, at about four a clock, we caught the tram to Glenelg beach, because we just had to. I mean, when else could we do that? I had so much fun in the little waves, which sometimes have a surprising amount of force. Anyway, Christmas wasn’t quite as good as usual, but it was still nice.