Oh dear, Santa got it wrong.

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What presents did you (in your childhood)or your dc long for, but never got?
Dh resents loudly, when pissed that his younger DB got a selection of action men (he never even wanted an action man)
My dm let on, when she was in her 60s, that she never had a teddy bear.
So what did you want that Santa left on his sleigh?

I also wanted a Mr Frosty and never got one. ruined my childhood

Another Mr Frosty. And then later a soda stream. My mother considered both to be lower class.

A Caterpillar shaped scooter grew up in the 90s
I weren't allowed one & just got some boars games even though I asked for years

My DSis had a Mr Frosty and a Girl's World (end 1970's). I didn't like either. I really, really wanted Holly Hobby dolls... my friend had lots of them. I NEVER GOT ONE. Ever. We had a Soda Stream though (that was as rubbish as the Mr Frosty!).

A care bear - asked for one many times but I got a brushalove instead - it was okay but not a care bear.
As other people up thread have mentioned, I really wanted a Barbie house with the lift. My best friend had one and I think I played with it more than she did. I got a Sindy one instead - a pale imitation. Think it might have bad a lift but you had to push it with your hand - not quite the same as the posh Barbie one
Someone else mentioned Flower Fairies - I did get them and I loved them! Also a little globug thing that had a little sleeping bag and glowed in the dark. Ah, the memories!

I'm another like Pottering. I have lack of big yellow teapot trauma.

A Pony.

One year my parents bought me a bike. I must have been 6 or 7 so it would have been v early 70's. In those days, a bike was a really BIG deal as a present. It wasn't new but good second hand which my parents had sourced vis small ads in the back of local paper and my grandad had done it up lovingly over a few weeks - new brake pads, paint touch ups, everything tightened and polished to absolutely as good as new. All done in complete secrecy to a very beady-eyed seven year old.

On Christmas Day it was put in the lean-to outside the back door and my dad tied a bit of tinsel to it and then did a tinsel string through the house to my bedroom. By my bed there was a bow tied to the end of a long string of tinsel and a note saying "Follow Me" to lead me through the house.

Yeah. I cried. I really wanted a Tippy Tumbles doll.

My dad never ever forgave me . He died about 6 years ago. Every single year when I gave him a present (so through to my early 40's) he would shake it and say in great excitement "OOh, I REALLY hope its going to be a Tippy Tumbles doll as that's all I want". LOL .