The boys were discussing Father Christmas the other day in the car, after the Man in Red had visited Play Centre. Little Brother told Big Brother ' Actually, there are two Father Christmases'
BB 'Yes, actually, there are 2 Father Christmases. I know that. There is a real Father Christmas and a (pre)tend one.'
Me. 'How can you tell?'
BB. 'Because (pause) their eyes are different.'
LB. 'Yeah.'
BB. 'And they have different beards. The pretend Father Christmas has a pretend beard and the real Father Christmas has a real one.'
LB. ' Yeah. I know that.'
We are right in the christmas spirit, with a beautiful Advent calendar, and many discussions on what the real man might bring. BB wants a bakugan toy. LB wants some chocolate money. My money is on new undies.
Big Brother school nativity play was the highlight of last week. He practised the christmas carols for weeks, then was casted - to his absolute delight - as that core Nativity character - the stable bunny.
'I put my hand up , and no-one else wanted to be the bunny!' he told me in disbelief - 'they all wanted to be sheep!'
And what a cute bunny he was in his all-in-one white bunny costume with pink floppy ears and cottontail. He was in character the whole time, his little bunny paws cocked as he sang 'Jesus, our lord and Saber'. (I'm not sure if thats as in sabre tooth tiger, or light saber!)
LB continues to impress me as a true thinking man of the world. While visiting the public swimming pool, I stressed the need to visit the bathrooms before getting into the water. As we got in, 6 hulky teenage boys got out, having being banished from playing rugby in the kiddies pool. ' I hope those boys didn't pee in this pool!' Little Brother told me.
And Little Miss 1 year old - is very pleased with her latest skill - walking. Shes all around the house, investigating the temptations - pulling magnets off the fridge, starting and stopping the dishwasher, unpacking the drawers and cupboards. She has also found the computer mouse and often is found under the desk with the wireless mouse, probably trying to work out how it works.
These days are so busy I don't know where the time goes. But I wouldnt change a minute for all the presents in the real santa's sack. Merry Christmas, and thanks for sharing this year and these sporadic blogs with me.