Wednesday, December 20
All she wants is..
A couple of weeks ago I asked Skye what she would like for Christmas. At first she looked at me blankly and said, "what you say Mummy?". I asked her again and she hesitantly replied, "a biscuit please." It then occurred to me that she hadn't really grasped the concept of Christmas, due mainly to the fact that I am a crap mother and had forgotten to explain it to her.
Some emergency Christmas lessons were in order.
So I sat her down and read to her my battered old copy of 'The Night Before Christmas'. We went reindeer hunting in the park. I took her up to London to see the Christmas lights and visit Hamleys, Londons biggest toyshop, where I also met up with Sara (Ms Adventures in Italy) and dragged her around with us. I explained the situation to her Uncle Paul, who kindly bought her a Rudolph the red nosed reindeer DVD which she was quite happy to study.
We dashed out and bought a Christmas tree which her Uncle Dan helped decorate with glitter balls and candy canes, and have piled wrapped presents temptingly underneath its branches. A brisk walk along the river to watch the ice skating outside Hampton Court Palace and have a ride on the merry go round in the cold weak sunshine, then home for hot chocolate and some more Christmassy stories.
I asked again, "Skye, what would you like for Christmas?"
"I want a hamster please mummy!"
Damm, I should have just given her that biscuit she wanted.
at 2:10 PM