A Christmas Reminder

Christmas time is approaching fast, in fact it is just two sleeps away and I am delighted to say that all our Christmas present shopping is finally complete, no last minute Christmas Eve panic for us. Of course there is still all the food and nibbles to get, but I don't find that nearly as stressful for some reason. However, a couple weeks ago whilst out shopping for various nieces and nephews, Nikala was with Noah in a big toy shop and Noah saw a giant dinosaur. Noah took such a fancy tot his behemoth of a beast that he carried that t-rex all over the shop, even though it was almost as big as him. The only way Nikala could persuade him to put it down was to say: 'You never know, maybe Father Christmas will bring it for you.'

Fast forward a couple of weeks to last night and we are in the front room. Noah is rooting around in Nikala's handbag which is hanging at the end of the banisters at the bottom of the stairs. Then this conversation happened:

'Mummy, where is your phone?' Noah's voice is slightly muffled, his head almost buried in mummies handbag

'My phone?' queries mummy

'Yes. Where is your phone?' Noah responds, still rummaging.

'Why? Who do you want to call?' jokes mummy.

'That man.'

'What Man?' a slight note of concern in her voice. What strange man is this that Noah wants to speak to?

'The present man.' says Noah as if it was obvious whom he was referring to.

'The present man? Do you mean Father Christmas?' smiles mummy

'Yes the present man. Father Christmas.'

'What are you going to talk to him about?' Mummy asks, joining in the game.

'My big dinosaur present mummy. Need to remind Father Christmas about my big dinosaur present.'

When I was little we used to send a letter up the chimney, watching it rise on with the heat of the open fire. These days two year olds use a mobile phone to speak to Father Christmas. Its a modern technology filled world we live in after all.

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