Oddly enough, not yet the name of a picture book for children. That I know of.
For a British audience, I’d be tempted to go for The Christmas Aspidistra, both for cultural relevance (nothing says ‘Victorian Christmas’ like an aspidistra. Mostly because aspidistras were the only plants able to cope with the gas lighting ubiquitous in middle-class Victorian households.*) and to hear the little children pronounce ‘Christmas aspidistra’. Repeatedly.
* Bill Bryson, At Home