As the clock ticks down for Santa’s visit tonight, I just had to share what Lindsay said at bedtime tonight. Of course she was waaay too excited to go to sleep the first hour and a half in her bed, then she decided she needed to go potty. When I was tucking her back in, it occurred to her that Santa may be bringing me and Mommy something, too.
“Do you think Santa will bring you a gift?”
“I sure hope so.”
“Maybe he’ll bring you a gun!”
(through stifled laughter) “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, and he might bring Mommy a costume!”
So the ideal gifts for us, in the eyes of our daughter, allow us to play dress-up and shoot people and/or things. Oh Santa, please stop at our house…