The words to make faint every mother’s heart at this time of year:
D: “I’ve decided what I REALLY want for Christmas!!”
Me: “What?? We’ve already sent your list to Santa!”
D: “That’s okay. I know Santa will come through.”
Me: “But it is just three days until Christmas. Don’t you think that, um, Santa already… um… has his sleigh loaded??”
D: “According to all those movies we’ve been watching, that happens just before take-off, so no worries.” (Darn those movies running on a loop in the family room!!)
Me: “Weeeeelllll… let’s hear it.”
D: “The ONLY thing, and I mean the ONLY thing I want for Christmas…
...is every Lego set that’s ever been made that is part of a scene from Hoth.”
Me: “Oh, *that’s* all?”
(True story. Happened yesterday, in fact.)
Some requests are a little easier, just kind of random and out of the blue. You may remember that I posted that Libby had included toothpaste on her Christmas list. The very same child that once spent almost an entire week, toothbrush-less (and no… I had NO idea.) I only know now because when I cleaned out her little backpack that she’d packed to spend a weekend with her cousins, I found the toothbrush, still neatly packed in its little plastic case.
So, imagine my surprise to find toothpaste on her list. It is called ‘Orajel My Way’, and she saw it on a commercial, of course. The attraction? It comes with stickers you can put on the outside of the toothpaste pump. Revolutionary, right?
At this late hour, however, I’m wondering if I can just get by with a tube of Colgate and a leftover sheet of stickers from my stash of scrapbook supplies.
And just last night in the van on the way to the Zilker tree, another unexpected request:
L- “I need one of those hats.”
Me: “A hat? You have a hat.” (She had one on, in fact. A really cute, warm one that matched her little coat.)
L: No… one of those that goes over your face. And it has the holes? For your eyes? And your mouth? Then I could still see. And take a drink.
(silence)
Josie: “You want a SKI MASK??”
L- “Yeah. I need one.”
Well, I guess if Santa doesn’t deliver on the Hoth Lego sets, Davis can enlist his sister and her ski mask to knock off the nearest Target toy department.
At least she’ll have clean, shiny teeth in her mugshot.
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