Since last year, Wolfie has developed a lot of memories about Christmas, and a lot of fond ones too. He remembers the Christmas tree at grand-papa's and grand-maman's house and the train underneath (with the train station, the animals, the action figures, etc.) So, even though we do not have a fancy real Christmas tree Wolfie has decided to do the family tradition and making a whole village around our Christmas tree. Except it is not a village, it is a "Christmas City". At first, there was only the cheap Santa train we bought at a local garden centre. Cheap, but overpriced for what it is, some plastic wagons, locomotive on a plastic railway. It derails all the time. Then Wolfie added more tracks, then some animals, then other vehicles, mostly green and red, as his mummy suggested (the colours of Christmas see). He even made a hill with two teddies and a blanket. We're lucky we tidied up before putting the tree up, because the Christmas City is now taking over the living room. That said, I am very proud that he is keeping the family tradition alive this side of the Atlantic.
Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
this is awfully cute!
ReplyDeleteSo cute
ReplyDeleteIt obviously made a big impression on him! That's a pretty awesome hill too.
ReplyDeleteHaha the hill is actually a covered cuddly elephant!
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