Our Christmas Day, of course, started with the presents left by Santa. It is fun that he still believes in Santa Claus, but I'll admit, it's hard for me to fib. It feels misleading, almost like teasing. This might have something to do with being the one child teased who was told year after year until the final moment that her present was forgotten. I should get over it because really, where's the harm in Santa? The year will arrive soon enough when his analytical thought process will spoil the myth. Cleverly, Roo did notice something on the packaging was written in Japanese and asked "doesn't Santa know Australia is English?". I explained that while Santa knows Australians speak English, he also knows we live in Japan. Apparently that was enough of an explanation, no furthering questioning occurred. 
In the afternoon we enjoyed the warm sun at Meelup Beach. Once again we were glad to have our bug nets to wear over our heads, and were relieved that even the locals deemed the situation serious enough to require head nets. Roo had many goes at "getting dirty" as he raced through the sand to roll down the bank which led to a splash in the water below.
Back up the hill,
almost, 
for another go.
In the afternoon we enjoyed the warm sun at Meelup Beach. Once again we were glad to have our bug nets to wear over our heads, and were relieved that even the locals deemed the situation serious enough to require head nets. Roo had many goes at "getting dirty" as he raced through the sand to roll down the bank which led to a splash in the water below. Back up the hill,
almost, for another go. 
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