I have a theory. I’ll admit it’s still being tested, but I think you can spot an adult born in December a mile off. I’m excluding children in this theory, as they infuriatingly can throw an anomaly into the results, but grown-ups are easier to spot. They will be the ones that are just that little bit more excited about Christmas than everyone else around them. I have noticed, that they are likely to display certain similar behaviours too.
There are exceptions, of course, and my results should be viewed with caution, as there are flaws. For a start, my test sample is restricted, mainly to the UK, with evidence from the rest of Europe, the US and Canada.
Also, my testing is dubious as it is more anecdotal. Based totally on those moments when I find myself saying “I knew you were a December baby!” Putting aside my woolly test criteria, I think I have a strong enough case to attract investment for further research.
Here are ten ways to spot a December birthday:
1. They wear their Christmas jumpers with glee. A serious, unabashed bounce in their step, as they act like walking adverts for the season. They were literally born to wear a reindeer jumper with candy canes down the sleeves. They will have been wearing socks, with robins on them, from before 1st December.
2. They’ll start humming seasonal songs, even before the Halloween cobweb decorations have attracted their own cobwebs. Forgive them. They may not realise, but it is hard programmed into their DNA. It was probably the first music they heard.
3. They are the ones that instigated booking up the restaurant for the office Christmas bash soon after the summer holiday. They may claim that the best places book up quickly. This is not the real reason. They are just too excited to wait any longer.
If I’d managed to draw up an autumn bucket list this year, leaf peeping would have been way up high on the list. Not just stepping out of the front door and admiring our local trees. We do that every day and they really are a wonderful sight at the moment. No, I really mean heading further afield and seeing a glorious display.
So this weekend, we headed down to Stourhead, where they do it on a grand scale. We’ve been a few times.
Now, to add to the fun, we had borrowed an electric car for the weekend. To test if it would work for us country living explorers. A Leaf. You can imagine how many jokes everyone managed to fit around going in a Leaf to see leaves. It also became quite a game to see the electronic trees growing on the dashboard. These grew as their father drove more efficiently. Our on board forest peaked at 2 and a bit trees.
Fortunately for us, Stourhead had a lot more trees and they were real. Continue reading
OK. So this week has been filled with wonder. Mostly good wonder, although a fair mix of hit-hand-on-forehead what-are-they-thinking kind of wonder too. I guess taking the rough with the smooth is part of the deal.
I’m going to focus on the good kind of wonder, because – quite frankly – reliving the other would give me a sore forehead, and also turn into a very long, boring story. Almost sorted. I hope.
Anyway. Moving swiftly on to the good. We had our Harry Potter Halloween party this week , which was so much fun, I cannot even begin to tell you. I’d like to do it every week. Please, please, please. I was in my element baking and making. So. much. fun.
(resisting temptation to show all the photos again…ooh…maybe just one more)
Anyway, the children loved it. The magic captured them. The sense of wonder. If only I could bottle it. Keep it safe until it’s needed again. Continue reading