It was sorta scary, sorta fun. Father Christmas rang these really loud bells and in a swirl of big-red-soft-white-face-kindness swooped in, propped on lap, snap-snap-snap and a candy cane on the way out the door. Two seconds later, running up the big kid's jungle gym and sliding down the slide all on his own and it was all a dream.
Except for the evidence.
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