So, Frida’s first Christmas has passed, although at age 7 months, I’m pretty sure that she didn’t know what was going on. She sure seemed to enjoy Christmas dinner though, even sprouts remarkably. It certainly made for a different Christmas than any other year, spending the afternoon watching Frida play with her new toys, rather than slumped In front of the TV, or playing board games with the family (I once got so frustrated during an epicly long game of Risk that I kicked the board over. I think it was an accident but it’s hard to be 100% sure). It was a lovely day, up to the point where Frida decided to poo in the bath.
Frida’s toys definitely have a musical bent this year. As much as we are determined not to push her too much towards music, my wife and I love it so much that it’s hard not to. Her presents included a drum and also a pair of maracas . The maracas play ‘La Cucaracha’, make various annoying noises, and also speak in unfortunate Mexican racial stereotypes. They seem to be set off by any nearby movement, to the extent that they were going off in the boot of the car on the way home from purchasing them, whilst Frida threw an epic tantrum. So whilst we are secretly hoping that our purchases help her become a music lover, they are not going to help in our quest for a quiet life.
On an unrelated note, a friend of ours, Dr. Jennifer Otter Bickerdike appeared on a documentary about the film Frozen on Christmas Day. Strange seeing one of your friends as a TV expert. Those of you in the UK can watch it here: