It is Christmas morning, and so I must share some toys. Maybe a little old fashioned for some, but will bring back memories for any child who has reached 35-40 years of age.
I love this one.
Leave the wrapping on the floor! My favourite memories include wading through crumpled and torn wrapping paper from Christmas morning until sometime on Boxing day.
The best day was when hubby was working, and we lived about five hours away from family. We were invited to visit one of Dad’s life long friends and his family after lunch. When we arrived the lounge room floor had disappeared under torn wrapping paper, so it wasn’t just our family tradition.