好久都没有上来写东西了，因为忙，圣诞节真的太忙了。二十四号那天，我们一家，爷爷奶奶，连嘉敏都到店里帮忙了呢！该说的祝福好多：

祝亲朋好友们圣诞快乐，新年快乐，生活幸福，身体健康。

祝爸爸妈妈结婚纪念快乐！

祝爸爸生日快乐！眨眼爸爸都六十岁了，两鬓都已斑白，耳朵也开始不好使了。可是做女儿的我真得不知道我都为爸爸做了些什么，生日的这天，除了远远的一个电话，一张贺卡，一份微不足道的礼物，不知道做什么才能够表达对爸爸的那份深爱。在我的心底里，有个位置，是专门留给爸爸的，无论长多大，走多远，这个位置，永远都只留个您一个人。我拿什么来感激父亲的爱，说不完，道不尽，所有的爱和思念，都铭记于心。。。

祝福我最可爱的小甜心宝贝，健康快乐的成长，感谢你给我们带来的所有的快乐和幸福。

圣诞节，一位顾客送给嘉敏一本书：An Aussie Night Before Christmas。其实是一本小孩子看的书，嘉敏太小了，等她大一点再读给她听。里面的澳洲色彩很浓，穿这短裤和拖鞋的圣诞老人，袋鼠拉的车，还有橡树。有几个单词我们都还翻了字典，真得很有意思，摘抄出来给大家看吧！

An Aussie Night before Christmas---- Yvonne Morrison & Kilmeny Niland

’Twas the night before Christmas;

there wasn’t a sound.

Not a possum was stirring;

No-one was around.

We’d left on the table some tucker and beer,

Hoping that Santa Claus soon would be here;

We children were snuggled up safe in our beds,

While dreams of pavlova danced ’round in our heads;

And Mum in her nightie, and dad in his shorts,

Had just settled down to watch TV sports,

When outside the house a mad ruckus arose;

Loud squeaking and banging woke us from our doze.

We ran to the screen door, peeked cautiously out,

Snuck onto the deck, then le out a shout.

Guess what had woken us up from our snooze,

But a rusty old ute

Pulled by eight mighty ‘roos.

The cheerful man driving was giggling with glee,

And we both knew at once who this plump bloke must be.

Now, I’m telling the truth---it’s all dinki-di,

Those eight kangaroos fairly soared through the sky.

Santa leaned out the window to pull the reins;

And encouraged the ‘roos, by calling their names.

‘Now, Kylie! Now, Kirsty! Now, Shazza and Shane!

On, Kipper! On, Skipper! On, Bazza and Wayne!

Park up on that water tank,

Grab a quick drink,

I’ll scoot down the gum tree. Be back in a wink!’

So up to the tank those eight kangaroos flew,

With the ute full of toys,

And Santa Claus too.

He slid down the gum tree and jumped to the ground,

Then in through the window

He sprang with a bound.

He had bright sunburned cheeks and a milky white beard.

A jolly old joker was how he appeared.

He wore red stubby shorts and old thongs on his feet,

And a hat of deep crimson as shade from the heat.

His eyes—bright as opals—

Oh! How they twinkled!

And, like a goanna, his skin was quite wrinkled!

His shirt was stretched over a round bulging belly

Which shook when he moved, like a plate full of jelly.

A fat sack of prezzies

He flung from his back, and he looked like a swaggie

Unfastening his pack.

He spoke not a word, but bent down on one knee,

To position our goodies

Beneath the Yule tree.

Surfboard and footy-ball shapes for us two.

And for dad, tongs to use on the new barbeque.

A mysterious package he left for our mum,

Then he turned and he winked and he held up his thumb;

He strolled out on the deck and his ‘roos came on cue;

Flung his sack in the back and prepared to shoot through.

He bellowed out loud as they swooped past the gates—

‘Merry Christmas to all, and goodonya, mates!’

今天是新年的第一天。我们一家人来到了Cronulla beach。蓝蓝的大海，飞翔的海鸥，浪花一朵朵的亲吻着岸边的沙地。真的太美了。这几次出来玩，妈妈都算好时间，让我在车上睡觉，到达目的地的时候，我就醒了，精神又好。妈妈今天还带我下海啦！还有几个跟我差不多大的小朋友也在海边玩耍。海水暖暖的，沙地软软的，好舒服哦！我尝到了海水的味道，好咸，好咸。沙子真得很好玩，只是调皮的我弄得一身都是，脏兮兮的。小海湾的水很浅，不过一个浪花打过来，我就坐不稳了，嗬嗬，摇摇晃晃的，像在坐飞机，太舒服了。只可惜时间太短了，离开的时候我恋恋不舍的。妈妈说下次要带我去深一点的地方游泳。

现在我已经九个月了。已经站得很好了，有的时候不用扶自己都能站起来了。扶着沙发，也能左右迈步了。只是两个月前就会叫妈妈的我，现在依旧只会叫妈妈。妈妈每天不停地教我叫爸爸，可是我还是只会叫妈妈。Bob公说，是因为我接触的语言太多了，中文，英文，上海话，福州话，于是不知道该说什么好，不过不用太担心，以后我是多语种的专家。可能是这样子的吧，嗬嗬！