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Present for Santa


I try not to gush too much about my children, if anything I moan about them more! Not because I don't love them or love spending time with them, I do! I love them so much I could burst, but my coping mechanism is to complain (and laugh) because parenthood is hard work. I am immeasurably proud of my children for various reasons despite them being massive a-holes a lot of the time, that doesn't mean that others want to hear about every little detail that makes my heart skip a beat. But sometimes (probably more often than I give myself credit), I just have to gush a little - if for no other reason than to remind myself that in all the chaos they are pretty awesome little humans when they aren't being dicks.

Last year our eldest (then coming up to her 4th birthday) made Santa a gift, I had of course giggled and explained that I think she had got it a little bit muddled up. That it was him that came with gifts for the children and not vice versa. She'd (very cunningly) explained that she has made him a present so he would like her even more and give her extra gifts. I must add that this notion that Santa gives her lots of presents is one she's taken on from her surroundings, we only gift one token present from the jolly man the rest we make sure they know are from us or our other friends & relatives.
So when I collected her from nursery today and the staff told me she had made Santa a present I had a flashback to last year and even told them of her cheeky plan; not putting it past her to have done exactly the same thing this year. I thought her ingenuity was pretty cute regardless if reason, definitely made me laugh.

The whole way home she clutched onto the gift and kept telling me that she wanted to leave it under the tree. Finally, after explaining it a few times, we agreed that we'd hide it somewhere safe until the 24th otherwise her little sister & brother would no doubt have it and destroy it. Now I've got the mammoth task of remembering where it's hidden or I'll never be forgiven!

When we got back home I asked her why she'd made Santa a present. She responded with genuine, well meant kindness (whilst looking at me like I was a bit of an idiot for even asking) "Because I love Santa so much and I want to make him happy. He is so kind to give me so many presents!" Well if that didn't make me burst with pride!

I think most of us parents don't care about whether our kids are winners or not. What truly matters is whether they are happy (+ safe) and whether or not they grow up to be kind and thoughtful to the people around them. I'm so proud of my little 4 (soon 5) year old for managing to show such compassion without prompting, I'm sure Santa would be pleased too.
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