All week long we'd been prepping Michael to get ready to visit Santa and remember what he was going to ask him for Christmas. He even received a letter from the Christmas guy himself and one from Bwutus (Rudolph) the wed nose weindeea.
Michael has been very serious and industrious in his approach to the formalities of asking Santa for his gifts. He very patiently sat right in front of the stage where Santa and Mrs. Claus were visiting with all the children until it was his turn. Then he unleashed this huge list of toys he'd never told us he wanted??? No idea where he was storing those ideas.
But the funniest thing occurred when we wrote his letter to Santa. I sat with him and explained that he would write a letter to Santa thanking him for his letter and letting Santa know that he was so happy to be on the Nice list (he got a certificate signed by Mr. C, Bernard the Chief Elf and a hoof print from Bwutus). So he prepares his letter and hands it to me explaining that one little spot was Santa's nose and the big blob on the top of the letter was Santa. At the bottom he wrote his letters to Santa. There was an 'A', a 'C' an 'L' that looked like a backwards 7, an 'M', his favorite letter, an 'i', because it has a dot on top like sundaes, an 'R' that looked like a marshmallow on legs and an 'H'. Letters to Santa. They happen to be the letters in his name with the exception of the e as he always forget how the e goes but he emphatically insists that he wasn't writing his name. They are his "...WETTERs to Santa, Mommy. huh. Don't ask me again."
AND I'm not allowed to mail it to Santa because "...he might not get it because sometimes mail gets wost and he wants to hand it to him hisself to make sure Santa gets it because he wants to make sure Santa gets his wetter because he weally wikes the Chwistmas Guy and he's on the nice list and..."
I'm still laughing...
Monday, December 8, 2008
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