I was so excited for my little girl this Christmas. She was going to meet Father Christmas, she cried. She was big enough at nearly 2 to sit at the table with us, pull a cracker and have a turkey dinner, she only wanted to eat beans. I chased down the stairs with her on Christmas morning to see if the big man had been, she couldn’t have been less interested in presents.
For an hour I put lovely things wrapped in bright paper in front of her, totally disinterested. I tried to rip a bit to start her off, nope nothing, Lois was more entertained by a pot of coins.
There was, of course 1 thing that she did play with straight away, my daughter is a Christmas cliché, quite happily playing with the box her dolly came from, for the whole day.

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