Jingle was really sweet this morning. It was a really, extremely cold night and I guess he was too cold to stay downstairs on his own. Poor little guy!
Just to give you an idea of how cold it was: we took this pictures at 11am. It was still really icy and frosted over outdoors.
Sometime during the night, he crept into my daughters room (look at all the pink!) and using my Santa hat as a sleeping bag, cuddled down amongst the toys on her bed.
She did not notice Jingle on her bed when she woke and she and her brothers took ages searching. They were even worried that someone had accidentally touched him and made him too sick to come back, or even worse-they had been too naughty and Santa wouldn't let him come back.
Almost at he point of giving up the search, I told them to go and check their bedrooms one more time. An excited squeal pierced the silence as my daughter spotted him amongst her toys. The boys came running and they all piled onto her bed to read his note.
This time he asked us when we were getting our tree as he had enjoyed last year's one so much and he also said that he wanted us to give each other lots of hugs today. What a great day..I got loads of hugs and gave loads of hugs throughout the day. Perfection!!!