Given it is halfway through February I should probably get a Christmas post out…
Unlike last year, Niko definitely gets the concepts of presents (“pwesents”), but it is more about the act of opening the pwesent (and destroying the wrapping), and less about the actual gift. In retrospect we should have wrapped empty boxes. The best gift we got Niko was a trampoline. People would look at you funny if you got your two year old a treadmill. But getting them the functional equivalent in the form of a tramp seems socially acceptable and serves the same purpose. I highly recommend it if your child happens to be, errr, “high energy” like ours.
Niko is terrified of Santa Claus, which I chalk up to good survival skills. Being afraid of a old man that wants you to sit on his lap, gives you presents, and eats your cookies, is just good sense.
2 Responses to “Christmas”
Until now it never occurred to me to inquire how Sumo feels about snow. He is probably more of a California boy than Nicholas, being older in both chronological and dog years.
Comment #2. (I should learn to think more before I hit “send.”) I think fear of Santa is right up there with fear of clowns for the little ones. I wonder if facial hair was still common in men of all ages if that would make a difference. Anyway, like you, I think the fear is sensible. Anne, who was probably four or five at the time, once said that it was all right for Santa to come into the living room and fill the stockings and leave presents, but “Don’t let him come upstairs.”