Whilst a Christmas Eve box was not part of my childhood, I desperately used to wish it was. Much like my brother and I, as kids, used to spend hours paging through our neighbour’s Mattel’s US toy catalogue, fantasizing about the awesome toys that our SA shores had never ever even seen. (This would also slightly explain why he and I spent hours in the toy section in a London store as young adults, oogling and testing ALL the toys to see which ones to bring back for our nieces and nephews – that toy catalogue fascination never left us!) Roll on to where I am now a parent, and fortunate enough to indulge in all my Klismassy fantasies which also never left me, I made sure that a Christmas eve box was a tradition for our little ones.
Our fourth year in now, and I’m feeling Continue reading