There is definitely something going on!

The word at Nursery is that the Christmas thing is a big deal. Apparently you've got to go see this guy called Santa and tell him you've been good then a while later (around 25/12) he drops by and delivers a bunch of toys if you've been good!

Since I got wind of this I've made sure that I sleep all through the night (from 7pm to 6am regularly now!), I eat all my food (like a woman possessed) and don't even make a fuss when I cut a new tooth (number five came through this week).

I then got Dad to take me to see Santa when he came to the church around the corner. He seemed like a pretty decent bloke although that beard is a bit out of control. Here I am having a word with the big man.