Santa Claus & Christmas the Perfect Ammunition

It must be said Santa Claus & Christmas is providing great blackmail ammunition.  ‘Do you think you’ll be on Santa Claus’s Nice List if you call your brother a poopy face again?’  Or ‘If you don’t go to bed when your told, you might just find a few lumps of coal in your stocking!’  Then there’s the added bonus of the Santa Claus’s elves, who I warn  ‘are always watching you, even in the playground at school – and they report direct to Santa Claus!’ which while sounding a little sinister, has the desired effect and you can’t argue with results!

Because Bigger boy gets Christmas.  Christmas is the big bank job for him – the one where he gets rich.  Although he doubts Santa Claus’s existence he’s not taking any chances.  He has lists and sub lists, should the favoured items be out of stock.  With the unnerving cunning that only a 6 year old can possess, that of let’s make-believe for the parents, Christmas is all about love, peace and happiness, while he knows it’s only ever about the toys and mince pies.

Littler boy, who is just 3, gets that there will be presents involved and that’s good enough for him.  He has the unrestrained joy of a Labrador puppy, whenever he  sees Santa Claus, wherever that might be, he even kisses the wooden cut-outs of him in town – don’t ask me why!  The other day I climbed to the top of the cupboard in the boy’s bedroom and pulled down their Christmas stockings  – just to make sure I could still find them.  Littler boy’s mouth formed an ‘o’ and his eyes widened, as he retrieved them from the floor, ‘Is Santa in the cupboard mummy?’ he asked wondrously.  ‘No’ I absent-mindedly replied ‘he’s in the North Pole.’  ‘But mummy look, “Santa Claus forgot his socks”, he will be cold in the snow without his socks on,’ he said, holding aloft his and his brother’s furry red and white fur-trimmed stockings.

So this Christmas I am most looking forward to seeing Littler boy’s face when Santa’s socks are full of little treats for him come Christmas morning.

And what blackmail ammunition will I use when Christmas has come and gone?  Well, I expect it’ll be back to the Naughty Step! ( Did I say that I meant the ‘Time Out Step’) ;-)

What will make this Christmas special for you?  What will you love most?  What will Santa have to bring you to make your day? Do tell.