The (Big Fat) Santa Clause
Today I received a page from Freddy with the words, “things i,d like for christmas” at the top. Freddy’s not really bothered about punctuation 
Barney perceived this to be a good idea, and I soon received a note from him (in remarkably good handwriting for Barney!), which began, “Dear Mr. S. Claus” 
He signed off with “Cheers” followed by his name and what looked like a row of horseshoes. When asked what they were about, he explained that they were hugs, but with Santa being so fat, it wouldn’t be possible to get your arms all the way around him, so he’d left a gap
I must admit I’m quite enjoying being the parent of a twelve-year-old today. (And I know that now I’ve written that, I’ll probably pay for it later!)
Cubs and Scouts tonight, and all the scarves are in such a state that even I, queen of the-creases-will-drop-out, feel they must be ironed. Bah!
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Ahh bless! My sis has told nephew (who isn’t even 3) that Santa isn’t real. Am praying that he doesn’t tell my 3 coz otherwise I’m in big trouble!
of course Santa is real! Dear me, your sis won’t get many pressies that way will she….
Buttercup asked me a few days ago if SC and Rudolph were real, so I said no, but she decided they must be because otherwise where did the presents come from???
The big girls have known for years, but Ernest is still earnestly believing, to the extent that I’m now a bit worried that he’ll be upset when he finds out the truth. Wish I’d told him years ago.
I’m loving having big children
Violet has just made jam tarts *and* cleaned up thoroughly after herself - so much more pleasant than a 4 and 6 year old squabbling over who gets to stir and me having to do all the boring bits!