The morning after Jesse and Michelle arrived we started the Christmas holiday season with some very sad news...my sister-inlaw Irma had passed away on the 21 Dec.
Jesse set up a little shrine with candles and photos
I feel so incredibly fortunate to have spent a week with her here in Iceland in Sept. Just after Irma returned to Perth from her Iceland and Italy trip in Oct she found out she had cancer, it was very aggressive and Irma died less than 3 months after diagnosis. My children found it especially difficult and quite torn to not have been able to go to the funeral or to be with their father, nonno, nonna, aunts and uncles at this very sad time for the family.
However with the aid of technology we chatted to them all on skype and fondly remembered over the holiday period the special, loving and giving life of Irma. I think we all still had a fabulous Christmas and New Year and I am sure that is exactly what Irma would have wanted.
Eva and John
And Jesse's girlfriend Michelle is a joy, very open and friendly young woman who constantly made me smile.
Michelle and Jesse
Also here and travelling with Dom my eldest son, is Lachlan, a next door neighbour childhood friend to them all and special mate to Ross since he was 8 or 9 years old.
Anja (Henry's godmother)
Henry perfected the art of crawling over the holidays
got into the holiday spirit
and bonded with his Aunty and Uncles.
Eva told Ross that she was going to miss Henry far more than she would miss him!!!
Dom allowing Henry to explore his musical genes.
Jesse and Henry having a fun playtime.
Jesse, Dom and Ross at the Hofsos pool
The boys did do a spot of fishing (no luck though)
and a bit of jamming in Ross' basement
There were snowballs,
and snow angels
and of course let us not forget New Years Eve where they all got to nurture their pyromaniac side for the fireworks.
Huge bonfire on the beach
and fireworks at 9pm to get everyone in the mood.
Dom already in the mood with his firework booty and
well and truly channeling his inner pyromaniac!
In Australia it is against the law for private citizens to set off fireworks but here in Iceland over the Christmas and New Year period it is wholly sanctioned and everyone seems to set them off.
Jesse all gung ho and ready to set off his very first fireworks in the old post office carpark.
It sort of exploded and sent us all back peddling,
I must admit I am not a fan in such close proximity and would much prefer to watch from a distance.
It doesn't matter where you are there is sure to be something going off somewhere in the town.
View from the graveyard
Olga, Ross and Jesse
Olga and Anna