As the title says, we have just had our first encounter with Father Christmas. DS is only 2 (back in September) He is this year getting the idea that F.C. brings him presents if he's a good boy!!
We queued up and didn't have to wait long.
Inside was a very plausable looking F.C. However he said all monotone "what do you want for Christmas?" DS repied "a lorry plees" To which he turned to me and said "you'll have to translate I didn't understand that" Okay, so I know I'm his mum, but DS has only really just started talking in the last 5 weeks or so, but it was as clear as a bell. Anyhow, after a pause F.C then asked "do you want anything else?" DS looked blank and didn't know what to say, so I said "didn't you want an aeroplane?!" DS turns to Santa and says "a pane"
This is the best bit, F.C then starts holding his chest... I thought the old guy was going to have a heart attack! Thankfully it must've been indigestion as he then went on to ask "do you eat all your dinner for mummy and daddy?" No answer from DS. So F.C picks up a present and says "oh this one might do, I have no idea what it is to be honest" and then tosses it back in the basket of presnts. F.C tells DS to pick one for himself and then we can go! He voice and enthusiam was flatter than a flat tyre!!
Now maybe i'm too old, maybe I'm cynical, and I know I won't be the first or the last mum to have an experience like this, however I just thought it would've been a bit more jolly and ho ho ho rather than "when's my next fag break elf?"
I'm not ranting, well I am, but I'm just wondering if any other parents have had a bad exp. with F.C's in shopping centres?