The New Santa

Sometimes, I don’t understand how mum’s mind works. Today she left me to go to another Christmas market, a smaller one where my friend Stina’s mum was going to sell hand-made cards. She came home happy with this small Santa from the flea market stall.

But instead of making a cup of tea she said Come on, Alice, let’s go back to the market and you can walk around and explore! And so we did. It was very nice and mostly outdoors, at an old homestead museum. I even got to go inside a small cottage and say hello to Stina’s mum.

The extra is from the market.