Tashyboy
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Right then seeing as tomorrow is officially the eve of Christmas Eve. It officially Christmas. So let's hear your feelgood stories for Christmas.
Rules. No trolling. NO NEGATIVITY. Boys and girls on this blog.
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Me first.:clap:
Many years ago when I only had the two kids. Eldest, she
was about 8. Youngest, he was about six going on 16. Anyway it's Christmas Eve and we have done the carrots around the fireplace, mince pies and Glayva for Santa etc etc. The kids are excitedish bar the young un coz a kid at skools told him Santa is not real. Anyway we have eventually got them in bed and it's time for Santa to deliver the pressies. However Tash had an idea to shake his Bier Keller hat with a dozen bells on it which had been in the airing cupboard for years. I sprinted down stairs. About 10 seconds later young lad tash is behind me and shouts " Santas on the roof". I told him not to be stupid, "Santa's not delivering owt yet coz mum and dads still up and we will see him". " am telling you he's here now, ave just heard his bells". He was convinced Santa was on the roof of 7 Kirkligton rd, as was the eldest.
We eventually got them to bed and Missis T for whatever reason was in a flood of tears coz her babies still believed in Santa.
It was a memory that cost nowt but we recall the same story every year. Not recalled it yet with Missis T but I will do as soon as I post as young 6 yr old is now in Australia.
I reminded Young Tash of that story when he was about 18, he called me a two hat.
Over to you.
Rules. No trolling. NO NEGATIVITY. Boys and girls on this blog.
We are feeling the love for one blog only.
Me first.:clap:
Many years ago when I only had the two kids. Eldest, she
was about 8. Youngest, he was about six going on 16. Anyway it's Christmas Eve and we have done the carrots around the fireplace, mince pies and Glayva for Santa etc etc. The kids are excitedish bar the young un coz a kid at skools told him Santa is not real. Anyway we have eventually got them in bed and it's time for Santa to deliver the pressies. However Tash had an idea to shake his Bier Keller hat with a dozen bells on it which had been in the airing cupboard for years. I sprinted down stairs. About 10 seconds later young lad tash is behind me and shouts " Santas on the roof". I told him not to be stupid, "Santa's not delivering owt yet coz mum and dads still up and we will see him". " am telling you he's here now, ave just heard his bells". He was convinced Santa was on the roof of 7 Kirkligton rd, as was the eldest.
We eventually got them to bed and Missis T for whatever reason was in a flood of tears coz her babies still believed in Santa.
It was a memory that cost nowt but we recall the same story every year. Not recalled it yet with Missis T but I will do as soon as I post as young 6 yr old is now in Australia.
I reminded Young Tash of that story when he was about 18, he called me a two hat.
Over to you.