Elsie told Santa in a shopping centre that she’d like a colourful wooden train. He said he knew exactly the one she was talking about and for a few moments they nodded and agreed about the size of the red and yellow pieces on the train. Afterwards I led Elsie through a toy store and suggested she show me a train like the one she and Santa were talking about.
“Is it this one?”
“Oh I bet it was this one. Is this what you were talking about?”
“No. When can we get out of here?”
“I just thought you might like to show me a train like the one you and Santa were talking about.”
“Mum, don’t worry about it. Santa knows which one I mean.”
Perhaps I went overboard the other (long) day when Elsie and Maeve were fighting over the stove he bought last year and I told them he might take it back this year if they can’t play nicely together. We encourage good behaviour year-round, not just when Santa’s watching. But I can’t deny it’s a handy tool at the moment, is it not?
We’ve been talking recently about whingeing. Whether Santa’s watching or not, it’s no good. There are other ways to get what you want; sooking and carrying on don’t work.
As I write this now I can hear them chatting in bed. Elsie has explained that it’s daylight savings and that means it’s still light when you go to bed, even though it’s night time. Maeve is responding like a textbook student with prompts like, ‘Yes’ and ‘Oh’.
Maeve has suggested Santa might be on our roof. But Elsie explains that he doesn’t come for another five sleeps yet.
And now Maeve has broken out in song.
“Santa Claus is coming to town. Don’t cry. Don’t sook on.”
Despite the corrections from the other bed a short distance away (or perhaps because of them) (“It’s not ‘sooking on’”), the song is continuing with the same lyrics.
Yesterday I posted the last of my Christmas orders—a custom order for a mobile with Australian animals.
That done, I gave myself permission to put our tree up.
The new lights went on and then Elsie entertained herself taking photos of the tree and working out that if she moved the camera as she took the picture, she’d get really cool shots:
And now it’s time to wrap some presents and put them under the tree. And then I’ll be ready. There’ll be no more sookin’ on about how quickly Christmas is upon us.