christmas eve

The start and end of Christmas eve for a Toby who is almost six and very excited:

Up at around 6am to wait outside his parents’ room until someone gets up. When I found him, he immediately asked whether Santa had been yet. I told him that it was the wrong day and he was very upset, but excited that it will be tomorrow.

End of the day: after she read his stories tonight, Toby asked Emma how big the letter C is. She asked him what he meant, and he said “You know, the *real* letter C.” I think he meant some Plato-type Utopian ideal of a C, it wasn’t really clear. Interesting question though.

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