It’s Beginning to Feel a Whole Lot Different – this Christmas

I detect a change in the Christmas culture of our home as Miss Puddleduck hands me a note.   It says “Dear Mum, Can I have Frozen (with the capital F back to front) Peppa Pig Clothes please? Love …. [Miss Puddleduck]”.  No more letters for Father Christmas then?  This is the first year that they all know for certain he does not exist.  However, it’s a bit awkward because my husband is convinced Father Christmas is real.

So she wants Frozen Peppa Pig Clothes.   What are they?  A little Peppa Pig outfit that you put in the freezer?  Or does she want Frozen on DVD (she already has it), a Peppa Pig teddy and some clothes?   I asked her what she meant.   She wants some dressing up clothes like the characters in  Frozen wear and some Peppa Pig dressing up clothes.   

I pulled sorry faces at her and explained that a couple of weeks ago she had asked for something completely different.  I have already bought her Christmas presents.   “I know!”  She said delighted and with the intonation of a light bulb moment “I can use my imagination instead”.

Yes!  You do that, my girl.   Much better than pre-made dressing up outfits which the Disney shop sells at ridiculously inflated prices. 

Writing letters expressing her wishes makes a change from the other day when she informed me she was going to buy her own Christmas presents this year.  I laughed and asked her what she wanted to buy for herself.   Her imagination could stretch no further than “sweets”!

About deerfeet

I am a home-educating mother of four children. We live on a small holding in Wales and my husband is active in local politics and the lead pastor of our church, Festival Church.
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