A couple nights ago she came into the kitchen...
"Mom the other day when we were at the stores I met Santa, I thought he was really nice do you think that I could go back and talk to him some more one day?"
(For the record I don't do Santa...yes Mom I am a bit of wet blanket.)
"Ummmm, ok Sal...I will see if Daddy can take you again some time."
(I also am not very good at malls)
Tonight after work she asked again.
"Mom, can me, you and Myles go to Santa's house now?"
"Sure! We will go to the mall."
"Not his work Mom, his house!...Nana said she went there and it is really nice and really fun there." (Thanks Mom!)
"Like the North Pole?"
"Yes...drive there now!"
I got a quick glance at her big seven year old brother and his face was like let's see you get out of this one.
"It's too far but maybe another day. If you want to see him we have to go to his work...we going?" (He was looking at me like, ohhh she does believe in Santa.)
She really wanted to talk to him I wasn't sure why. (We don't even have a chimney.)
She climbed up on his lap and the Santa chats began. He was done, he kind of patted her on her head...and then she Salomed.
"So, what do YOU want for Christmas Santa?"
He kind of looked at me- "well...just some white milk and cookies."
She said, "OK!"
She jumped off his lap and ran at me...gave me a quick smile and...
"Oh! We forgot the picture!"
She dashed back and asked if she was good to take a seat again.
The nice elf woman took the picture.
It was a literal wrap.
I like my kid she's pretty sweet.
She makes me weak.
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