Christmas Eve

 The next day was Christmas Eve, and we just hung out with each other instead of doing any sight seeing.The kids first thought in the morning was the pool and by 9 they were splashing around and shrieking with laughter.We let them stay in longer because they were wearing long sleeve rashies and we were pretty certain the sunscreen was working well. Hats were added to the pool clothes, and they stayed in for hours and hours. The adults certainly tired of it before the kids did.

There were some blow up ride on things but by far the most sought after aids were two black innertubes and there was much competion over whose turn it was to drift around in them. The twins absolutely loved lazily skimming around the  shallow end of the pool in them, but pool noodles came in handy too. 

 Matt had asked what we wanted for lunch and suggested a barbeque. He disappeared and a bit later the work ute rolled up with trestle tables and chairs, tableclothes and cutlery and he set it all up in the welcome shade of a large gumtree. He  fired up a huge barbeque and got the meat cooking and his friend Sam in the kitchen whipped up salads and great trays of cut up fruit for dessert. Twenty of us sat down in the fresh air to a lunch that seemed to have materialised out of nowhere.

After lunch was some quiet time and a movie for the kids, while I made two cheeecakes in the  kitchen and a few nibbles for the next day. Matt made pizza dough, and filled up seven huge trays with varied toppings and cooked them in the two big gas ovens. Two were loaded with jalepenos, just the way we liked them, and I was hoping no-one else would eat them so there would be left-overs for breakfast. But I suppose feeding twenty people  meant that was unlikely anyway.

After tea we played charades, visited the wallabies, and then everyone was ready for bed. The kids were a little worried that Santa wouldn't know we were in Arkaroola, but we assured them that their 'elf on the shelf' would have told him. Christmas day tomorrow!