Santa

Well Santa is a dirty word this week and last week. He is popular when he is a cartoon, a toy or in a catalogue but when he is real and calling us a Ho Ho Ho (yes our resident Myer Santa hasn't been sacked yet over political correctness) she hated him. There were tears, tantrums, wriggles and when Santa called Kirrily a boy - that was it. She really didn't want to know him.

So after 4 Santa's, we found one she did like. His name was Nick (or Saint Nick to his friends) and he wore a Go-Lo suit, a beard on the front of his face and for some strange reason, down the back of his neck? and gave Kirrily a bag of Lollies and she loved him. She doesn't care much for the lollies, just the bag that she could carry around and show people.

We also managed to find Santa in Myer this afternoon and he was OK after 25mins so we do have a photo but i haven't scanned in as yet.

So here's cheers to Santa. It's going to be a much cheaper Christmas for me if Santa doesn't come because she doesn't like him. Maybe I"ll have to drink the Ginger Beer and eat the Christmas cake myself.