Can’t wait for the birds and the bees

Sarah had her first Nasty Moment on Christmas Eve this year. While playing with his Lego Santa Claus from his advent calendar, Zach asked, with a considered frown: “Mummy… Is Father Christmas real?”

I, naturally, promptly made myself scarce. Sarah attempted to divert the issue with the normal lines like “do you think he’s real?” and “why do you ask?”. He was apparently satisfied by this, but she couldn’t let it go, so a little later on asked him who, if Santa Claus was not real, brought him his presents.

“Another Father Christmas, who is real,” he answered.

I think we’re safe for now.

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