Yes, this is quite possibly the most boring photo ever taken. It does, however, have the signal honour of being the first photo I took with the new digital camera. Whee!
Also, it's the prize from my Christmas cracker. The little pieces and board are in fact magnetic, and the board is small enough to fit in the palm of my hand: (finicky) travel chess!
Other highlights from the Christmas break include playing dollhouse with the 18 month old. Normally, I find dollhouse is the least fun game in the world. (As a child, Barbie married Action Man. Unfortunately for Barbie, Action Man only wanted her for her inheritance, and shortly after the wedding she met a gruesome fate and he lived in largesse and languor.) However, the 18 month old is not the most finicky player of dollhouse: horses are allowed in the house, it is quite natural to shut the baby inside a cupboard, and the mouse always drives the car. I promptly played along by christening the mother doll Sylvia and plonking her head-first into the oven. I also draped the daughter doll over the bonnet of the car, because mice are notoriously bad drivers, after all.
We also took the 18 month old to the local (dinky) farmyard theme park, where she got frustrated by the way the ducks always ran away, got frightened by the emus, and fell in love with the pygmy goats. She was utterly stymied by the noise the geese made, however: