I swear if I hear Jingle Bells one more time I might just have to throttle someone! Ever since my eldest daughter learned to play it on her recorder last year, it has been endlessly repeated on and off in our house.
When you are sitting outside under a baking hot sun (remember that time?!) the last thing you want to hear is about Santa and his blooming sleigh and Rudolph with his nose so bright.
But because you are so hell-bent on making sure your children stick at playing their musical instruments, you indulgently grin and bear it while telling the other half: “Well at least she’s playing something, dear.”