I had the beginnings of a post forming in my head. It was to be about living with teenagers as they anticipate Christmas. It would probably have tried to make you smile, or possibly nod, in some kind of sympathetic recognition: ask a teenager to write a letter to Santa and she'll roll her eyes and say "Are you for real?" (and not for the first time that day). I've got plenty more where that came from. Maybe it would all have made me sound a little jaded..
..and that would have been completely wrong. Because actually, the shopping is going well this year; that teenager is begging for a first baking of mincepies and looking forward to icing a cake.
So it's lucky, then, that I checked my messages before starting to write and I found that Little E - that ruffian nephew of mine - had sent me some pictures.
If you've been coming here a while, you might remember how he likes to declare Christmas open every year. And now's the time. Today he made a Winter Wonderland for Teddy Pippin. Oh. Yes. Christmas in this family is most definitely on track. It's open.