Believe!

Things were a bit difficult Sunday when we set out to host our Christmas party, a few obstacles lined the route. 

Then there were the abandoned vehicles meaning unnecessary detours as Angus, our big truck can swim.  

Eventually we managed to get to the right place in time to assemble the magic

and lay out the buffet for the hordes of kids and carers intent on stuffing themselves. 

The tree was a focal point, each decoration made by one of our foster children. 

Father Christmas arrived and emptied his sack, gifts galore. 
 Thankfully the trip home was less eventful which was just as well as we were all worn out after enjoying ourselves so much.