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AIBU?

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To be annoyed over Santa plate?

27 replies

JustAnotherManicNameChange · 24/12/2022 20:03

OH's car broke down this morning so he was moody and cranky and then went off . Fair enough, better than here and stressing me out too. Came home after a pint(or four) and promptly fell asleep at 6 pm. Quite typical for him to be honest on Christmas eve. Last one it was 7 pm. The one before that I think he lasted until 8.

Didn't bother me too much , as me and DD have our Christmas routine and things to do so just got on with it.

The issue is he woke up about an hour later and decided to "help". His help was to make the plate for Santa, without telling me or at least DD. So I go in the kitchen and he got it all ready ,didn't use the special plate and cup as he didn't even knew they existed(since he's normally asleep by the time we do it) and milk poured,mince pie and carrot on the plate etc. To be fair DD is 11 so doesn't really believe anymore and she hasn't for a while but it's still her thing. She does it all, picks the best mince pie etc. and then we put it on the table. For some reason it really annoyed me he did it all by himself without even letting her know so she had some chance to participate.

YABU - it doesn't matter who does the plate ,when or how.

YANBU - if you have children that want to be involved you don't do it yourself as an adult.

OP posts:
cantsing · 24/12/2022 21:44

BadNomad · 24/12/2022 21:42

I really don't get this. What is the point of the santa plate and the elf thing if your DD doesn't believe? It's not "magical" any more. It's just mum moving an elf around and eating a mince pie.

Whats the point of any tradition

TheHateIsNotGood · 24/12/2022 21:47

Or use your own bed whilst DH snores on the sofa, it's more comfy and warmer.

Me and ds used to leave some biscuits and milk on the doorstep for Santa (many moons ago) and I recall one year that my neighbour below me asked what all the glitter on the path was.

Although I very matter of factly responded that it was so Santa knew which way to go, as a fully-grown adult woman I had to check my thinking and concluded it was just a phase that I was going through.

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