“it was Christmas eve babe, In the drunk tank! An old man said to me……” and so here it is! Baby friday’s very first Christmas. The excitement is simmering far stronger in me than it is in him. For at 10 months old I do realise that he has absolutely no idea what time of year it is. Which begs the question what to buy a 10 month old for Christmas? The temptation to go bonkers is overwhelming, inundating him with cars, trucks, soldiers and footballs feels an absolute must. However, it is certain that Baby friday will be far more interested in the packaging that these items come in then the items themselves. The build up of excited tension as he unwraps the parcels, guided totally by myself, would be almost volcanic only to be doused as you watch him sit and stare at the object in a childlike bemusement, then turn and start ripping and rolling in the paper it was wrapped in. “Here! Look!?” you say as you kick the ball around “go away you nutcase! I’m playing with this empty cardboard box!” it seems his response is. So, again, what do you buy him? Loud, banging things seems to be the answer. I would love to have thought books would have been the answer, but this dream of early academic brilliance was destroyed by baby Friday along with all the pop up and nursery rhyme books that he deemed fit for oral consumption. The only books surviving in any fit shape are the interactive ones where you have to push buttons for animal sounds or music. These books do fascinate him, as does grabbing anything, quite literally anything, and then smashing it repeatedly on the table or floor. So what present do we conclude from this? Simple, a drum kit! I believe we should harness this natural aptitude for musical percussion, and teach him to be Animal from the Muppets. What more could a father ask for at Christmas? Mummy won’t be best pleased but like I said to her “you want him to be happy at his first Christmas don’t you?”….