Waiting outside the house to see Father Christmas, sorting stones with Grandad. Ivy LOVES stones and some can usually be found in both of our pockets. She hands me things for safe keeping and says "Mummy pocket?"
And seeing the man himself was much more successful this year, although she did cling onto me and refuse to look at him to begin with! He was great, and just gently spoke to her continuously despite her not talking to him. She gradually relaxed and looked at him and accepted a present from him (which she didn't last year!).
I love this. The old avery full of origami birds, beautiful!