Christmas new and old! #christmas #elfontheshelf

Back when I
was growing up, me and my sister used to get over excited in the lead up to
Christmas so much so we used to have a funny little Christmas dance we used to
always preform on Christmas eve, dancing from room to room, drunk on the
excitement of the pending day!

that the special man Santa would be delivering our presents on that very night,
its gets me thinking of the things we do now as parents and some of the close
shaves my parents had for me and my sister, always ensuring the magic stays

There was
night of the solid gold truth: My sister in the night threw her extra blanket
off her bed and hit Father Christmas causing his bells to jangle!

The night
of caught red handed: I needed a wee late at night and my mum was helping Santa
moving presents from upstairs to under the tree, of course Santa was pushed for time so he
had to leave them on the balcony! (I don’t even recall there being a
balcony, she must of meant he lobbed them through the window!)

The night
of no more stockings: I woke up around 3am and started going through Santa’s
carefully planned stocking (he was so kind to ensure we stayed in bed for as long
possible in the morning) I started eating some chocolate and promptly fell back
asleep. My mum thought I had messed the bed and wrote to Santa to tell him not
to do stockings anymore!

With those
few gems, I look back and think my parents had it easy!

They didn’t have to
entertain Eddie our elf on the shelf (having to make a quick diversion to
ensure Eddie has returned, for 24 days of the month!)

The amount of times Father Christmas’s
helpers appear for the boys to go and see, a year ago (might be two) youngest
saw two in one day and told the second one “You asked me what I wanted earlier
can’t you remember what it is?” (Quick panicked miming from me and the Mrs

This year
we have seen three already and it’s only the 6th. I would love to
know some of your childhood memories around the magic of Christmas!

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