I've just been roundly laughed at, ridiculed and outwardly been eye rolling and complaining about the fact that I'm trying to make sure my 9yo, nearly 10yo, enjoys her last Christmas believing in FC. My dd has been talking all year about footprints (in flour) on Christmas Eve and my dm has forbidden it this year. A slight sprinkling of flour that means fuck all to them and the world to me and my dd.