when he came out of nursery today.
Had a handful of cards, a crown, stuffed full of party food, and a present from Father Christmas, but still not his normal cheery self.
"Whats up?" I ask
"Nothing" he replies
A while later, on walk home, he confides in dd(9) that he must've been bad, because he'd asked FC for Bernie's Diode, and much as he liked the pencil, bubbles, lolly, stickers etc, he thought he'd been good enough.
Bless her, dd managed without laughing, to explain it was just a small gift to keep all the children going until Christmas night when they would get a "proper" present in their stocking.