Following on from my Christmas post yesterday, another thing I love about this time of year is the scope for some festive bribery. The best way to nip bad bahaviour in the bud, and kind of like having special powers, I’m hearing parents everywhere uttering the same two words: Santa’s watching!
With my two, you can see their little faces drop as they process this information and its unthinkable consequences. “That means no presents, no presents! Santa will give my brother presents, and not me!” It’s working a treat, and such a shame it’ll have to be given up on Christmas Eve in return for a mince pie and a carrot.