Madam this year actually understood what Christmas was all about.
She did not bite Santa (Yay!) and was delighted to get a lolly.
For the last three weeks we have been explaining Santa comes, pressies under the tree and stocking on the bed.
Every morning she has woken up with “Santa come?”
Finally the big day arrived. The night before she went to sleep at about 11.30, and would only settle if Mummy and Daddy were in bed too.
Once she was asleep we jumped up and raced around getting everything ready, just to realise one gift actually needed a fair amount of assembly…
Finally all sorted, and we crept into bed.
About 5.30 I woke up, and could not get back to sleep, so got out of bed. He joined me at about 6.30. And we waited. And waited. It was not til about 8.30 when she eventually woke up, and Christmas was on!
She was so excited and happy at all her new things.
We went to the inlaws for lunch, and more pressies there!
Finally came home, tucked up a very very tired little girl, who went to sleep almost as soon as she hit the bed.
This morning I was woken up by a little hand patting my face, big blue eyes peering into mine
“Santa come again?”
Oops. Forgot about explaining the once a year bit….
Posted by katelt, 26th December 2013