Two words: PLASTIC. PLATES.
And cutlery, and cups. And paper tablecloths. And whatever other disposable items I can get!

And I think, in future, present-opening morning and Christmas lunch feast will be done here, then I say I force my lazy mother into the kitchen and we'll go over there for dinner rather than them ducking out after lunch to leave me to the cleaning, then coming back at 6pm after having a nap (while I've been cleaning and running around after children all afternoon, having been up since 6am and cooking since 9:30am), and watching me cook them dinner because I'm still too stuffed from lunch to eat