CJ lasted so well Christmas morning. Through presents and breakfast, through wrappings and sweets.

And then came the Reindeer. He was fascinated (right up to the point we left him alone in a sleigh 1 foot from one).

And then it came to Santa. As we had changed our plans late we had only let him know very last minute that we wouldn’t be home. That meant CJ was added to the very end of his Aviemore good boys list…

The wait was too much and when he finally got to sit on Santas lap there was a little cry before the comfort of Santas soft red velvet suit became too much. He was sound asleep on Santa before he had even managed to pick up his gift.