Today Mr Nut went off to school with a small orange moose and came back with no small orange moose and there were a lot of tears. he said it was just like when he was at the museum and someone stole his bat and his spider. And he was no longer a big boy. daddy has a giraffe and mama has a monkey and he has a moose but he got disappeared And he missed moosey SO MUCH

when he got home he found I'd bought him a chocolate santa, some chocolate money and a candy cane. After I bought a replacement moose from ebay he almost felt ok again,

Then we fetched the christmas decorations down from the attic and he forgot all about the damn moose. Having a febrile santa hatted small boy, I found, is just as annoying as a moping moosesick one, but it's still better because at least one of us is happy.