As Christmas approaches, it seems that there is a German Advent style tradition that the boys get a present each day. Given that buying and wrapping 48 presents is too much for even a devoted parent such as myself to do, it's lucky that Oma has done it already.
On Sunday, we went to the Apartment Complex Christmas party. In an attempt to make it seem Christmassy and jolly they had the fire (gas, but with fake logs). Given where we live, this make it extremely hot and unpleasant. Santa Claus came to see the children, and this was an impressive Santa Claus. I can't help wondering what he does the rest of the year. He had a (real) bushy white beard, was suitably rotund, a deep jolly voice, and seemed to have an enormous amount of energy to sit and talk to children about what they wanted for christmas, and to sing christmassy songs, and to explain that the reindeer were on the roof and that's why the children couldn't see them.
When it came to A and D's turn, Santa asked them what they wanted for Christmas. They said "a racing car". Next morning, when they came to open their presents, it was indeed a racing car each.
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