You know how some people hate their in-laws? I’m not one of those people. I love my in-laws and actively look forward to spending time with them (just like I do my own parents). The problem is, the NLM’s family all live way, way up north. We’ve never managed to make the journey from Devon to the North West in under six hours, which means we don’t get to see as much of his family as we’d like. The up side of this, though, is that when the northern side of the family do come to stay, we always have a brilliant time. This weekend was no exception – when we visited Santa at Wyevale and had multiple other dates with the big man in the red coat.
The girls are at a really lovely age where (once they stop fighting) they’re still totally on board with the whole “magic of Christmas” thing. Frog is 100% devoted to Father Christmas and Baby Girl is starting to understand more about what’s happening and tune into the excitement of the impending big day. Breakfast at our local Wyevale Garden Centre with Father Christmas was the perfect way to gently ease into some of this excitment – especially as we haven’t put our tree up yet. And to have the girls’ northern grandparents here to share it with us made it even more memorable.
We rocked up at our nearest Wyevale (Jack’s Patch in Teignmouth) for breakfast at 9.30am, to be greeted by a friendly elf and led to our festive table adorned with all the trimmings. Breakfast was a full cooked sausage, bacon and eggs affair (top marks from the NLM on the inclusion of black pudding) with as much tea or coffee as we could handle. After breakfast, the girls were given a Christmas cookie each to decorate – although it didn’t last long around Baby Girl who swiftly ate it.
Father Christmas came round to meet everyone and say hi during breakfast, and then we were taken table by table into meet him in his grotto. This was the third date with Santa we’d had in a weekend, but it was by far the best. As well as avoiding any awkward pauses or stilted chit-chat (anyone else sometimes find the whole meeting Santa thing a tad… cringe?) this Father Christmas was an 89 year old pro, effortlessly making Frog feel at ease and knowing all the right questions to ask her. Then he encouraged both kids to go to a bank of shelves to choose any one toy they wanted from a huge selection. And we’re talking proper craft sets, cuddly toys, wooden toys, car toys – you name it, they had it. None of your cheap cracker toys here, thank you very much.
After their date with Santa, the kids ran off their breakfast in the garden centre soft-play, before following me to browse some house plants and look at Christmas decorations that I really don’t need (oh but they’re so shiny…). It was the perfect way to end our weekend with the in-laws, who we’ll see again up north when we go to visit after Christmas.
To see the rest of our weekend and find out what happened when Frog spotted some suspicious activity in a field, watch the vlog below…
Thanks to Wyevale for inviting us along for breakfast with Santa. Breakfast or tea with Santa costs £9.99 per child ticket and adults are from £3.99. For more information about how I work with brands check out my Work With Me page.