No one wanted to cook this year so we spent Christmas Eve at the "Outback Steakhouse" where the rack of lamb was the popular choice. This ended up being a good decision in the end. Christmas day began at 8:30 AM with a phone call from my mom in England which woke me up. Elizabeth managed to sleep until 9:00 AM and then took off down the stairs to see if Santa had stopped by. He managed to give her everything she asked for and a tiny bit more (our little trooper doesn't want for very much) and she proceeded to play with her toys for a few hours until Grandma and Grand dad stopped by to pick us up so we could go ice skating downtown.
Elizabeth was looking forward to ice skating and was quite confident she could do it. After all, she had watched "Caillou" ice skate on PBS. After a few times around the rink with me she wanted to go off on her own and did very well until she fell after about 20 feet of shuffling.
To cut a long story short, she broke her leg (a fractured tibia to be exact) and we spent a couple of hours at the hospital where she was very brave. She smiled when she was told that she will be spending more time watching TV over the next few days. After getting a splint put on she insisted on stopping at her grandparents house where a forgetful Santa had left something for her as an after thought. Surprise! Her very own bicycle!
Isn't it ironic don't you think?
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