No, no-one’s pregnant. But it is Christmas and our Chloe is
expecting something to go wrong. She’s just got that expression. Maybe Dad’s
going to burn the turkey. Or Uncle Paul’s going to drop the camera. He has got
a reindeer on his head after all. Her Mum’s keeping an eye on her to make sure
that she’s happy. Perhaps she need that reassuring pat on the shoulder. The youngest
one looks as rosy as ever. She’s just cheerful that everyone’s enjoying
themselves and it’s been a great day but she would like to rest her eyes and
have a bit of quiet at some point but she also doesn’t want to miss out on any fun. Or maybe the room’s getting
a little slidey. All those bottles are going to start sliding any minute. Hopefully
the food on the countertop isn’t going to topple because someone’s took their
eyes off of it.
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