JYC Day 19 - I'm a Believer

There is one story I have never recorded in my JYC books, for fear of my children reading them, and that's the truth about Father Christmas.

 

This year, in our household there is one firm believer, one who is staunchly maintaining belief although I'm sure he must suspect, one who makes sure he gets due credit for anything which might appear in my stocking, and one who works hard for months to be allowed the magic of belief for one night. I'm sure you can figure out who is who!

I clearly remember the morning of Christmas the first year I knew the truth about how that magically bulging stocking arrived at the end of my bed. I unwrapped a particularly longed for present and started to say
"Thanks Mummmmmm Father Christmas".
My brother, 4 years younger, didn't notice and I still remember how grown up I felt that morning.