Hearing: Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Suite.
Seeing: Mog's new projector; deeply intense green stars covering bed and walls and ceiling. And a hint of fairy glitter for hair.
Smelling: lavender and rose hand creams, coconut body wash, Christmas candles burning gently, and a pine tree gradually shedding needles.
Touching: snuggled into soft new pyjamas, with furry coats and super soft socks stored for the morning.
Tasting: blended turkey and sprouts. Licking rum sauce and brandy butter and chocolate truffles and bread sauce.
Doing: playing stomp rockets in the park, cuddling on the settee, having stories and playing games, making Lego stables and wooden castles, exploring the new keyboard for the iPad.
Loving: spending time with family. Listening to cousins negotiating a relationship no longer conducted via Skype. Stepping out of routine as much as possible to play games, read stories, cook Christmas yummies.
Thinking: of friends we will be seeing in just a few days, and of friends and family we'd love to see but can't.