This year the Carol Service was taken by my old Sunday School teacher, which was just so lovely. Now she is no longer permanently assigned to a particular parish, when she is able, she has been attending our village church again. It's wonderful to see her and her husband again after such a long time.
The Small Person was an angel as part of the Sunday School involvement and had to say:
"The child that is born of you shall be holy,and shall be called the son of God".
She practiced all week to remember the words without the paper in front of her :)
We bribed the Smaller Person with Haribo to keep him quiet! Although it didn't stop him from piping up every now and again, especially when the readings were taken place. I read one of the readings this time, and the Smaller Person recognised the other readers too, so during the last reading he asked (quite loudly) "when's Daddy's turn?" Well, if Mummy gets a turn, surely Daddy gets a turn...
As usual, we ended a lovely festive evening with mulled wine and mince pies, and chatting with friends and neighbours. That's what Christmas is all about!