The 23rd of December. Merry Christmas Eve Eve! I had a good five hours of sleep, I woke up at quarter past three and that was it for me. I got up at eight-ish, got dressed and had my breakfast and coffee while watching White Christmas. I also decluttered the round table in the living room, as we need space for chocolates! I had to decant a couple of emptying boxes into one.

This afternoon, Daddy, Christine and I went to see Frozen. It was really good! Surprisingly funny and the original songs are so bouncy and catchy, I find myself wanting to buy the soundtrack. It's not very Christmassy though. I need a bit more holly and sleigh bells in my festive films.

But it was nice to watch a film about sisterly love with my own. She is my best. I give her big squidges.

Tonight I will have an early-ish night. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve and Muppets Christmas Carol and yay!

The 24th of December.

It's Christmas Eve! I had about five and a half hours of sleep, got up at about eight. I had breakfast and coffee in my pyjamas, then I got dressed in my favourite Christmas jumper, and I put on my Santa socks, reindeer necklace and penguin earrings, so I was fully Christmasified.

This morning, I watched The Muppets Christmas Carol with Christine and sang along while I wrapped the Easts' presents. I took a break for lunch, then we watched It's A Wonderful Life for the first time while I finished. If I'm honest, I was expecting it to be better; it is not as heartwarming as Elf. Maybe I'm biased.

Mommy has a cold which is incredibly shit - why is it choosing her now? Stupid cold. I want to be able to give her hugs but she won't let me. Bastard germs.

We just put all the presents under the tree, and the first fire of the season is ablaze, and everything is right (apart from Mommy being poorly).

I don't want any sadness tomorrow. Just our usual Christmas, for everyone to get things they like. If that's all that happens, and that's my last Christmas, I will die happy.