I've cocked up. All Santa presents were wrapped and in the loft. This morning, I was tired hungover and let dd go into the loft to fetch something. She loves the loft it's fully floored, not dangerous. I was with her.
She has now been questioning us as to why there are presents in the loft, why do they say "from Santa" on them etc. She's autistic and very good at spotting detail, and inquisitive.
I feel awful. Is there anything I can do to salvage this? I was thinking of re-wrapping them in different paper, but not sure it will work. Should I just fess up?
I know it's not the end of the world, but life is pretty hard for dd, stressful, anxiety inducing. She loves Christmas and the magic of Santa and the elves. She rally genuinely believes. I feel I've made life just a little bit more shit for her.