Peter let Dan off the hook for the day, resulting in an unexpected lie-in, and we didn’t have breakfast until ten a.m. It was sleeting and thoroughly uninviting outside, so we extended our morning repast until lunch, let the children play, and generally lounged around like in days of old.When the kids got too restless, we had another splash in the pool and Dan hooked up the Wii thoughtfully supplied by the cottage owner, letting the children mess about with games and balance boards while we looked on indulgently. Emily tired of the technology first and demanded to play dress-up. Josh immediately jumped on the bandwagon and suggested they could practice his play.“What play?” Dan queried, amused. “Are you in the school play?”Josh grinned. “I’m the innkeeper.”“The innkeeper?” Dan was lost.“In the nativity.”Dan opened his eyes wide and clapped his hands. “The nativity. Of course. Is it really that time of year already?”“It is,” I confirmed. “Two weeks to go.
