This year Santa was very good to my son, as always. We kinda got behind this year and didn’t mail his Letter to Santa as early as we usually do so I think he was a little concerned that it wouldn’t get to the North Pole in time so of course Mommy sent it by way of the Elf Express! (Postage was a killer)
My son asked me this year “How come you aren’t sending Santa a list?” I was gonna tell him that Santa doesn’t bring gifts for grown ups but then remembered that he gave Mommy a pair of boots last year! (woops) Lesson learned..beware not to set a precedent that you don’t intend to keep up with. So anyway I wrote my list: toilet paper, toothpaste, shampoo etc. Well that didn’t ‘fly’ with him so I revamped. He said you have to ask for “real presents”. ” Ohh” I said and put pencil to paper.
Dear Santa,
I was pretty good this year. I hope you and the Reindeer fly safely this Christmas Eve. This is my list of things that I am asking for: a new bottle of Chanel perfume, a Pandora charm bracelet, a pair of New Balance walking shoes and a watch. Oh, and if you could swing it, a new stereo system for the home. (thought to self..you are forgetting who Santa really is around here!)
So I had full intentions of getting the shoes and the watch..the other stuff, well maybe if I win the lottery. Needless to say I got side tracked and never did get anything for myself.
When my son saw his Christmas from Santa he asked “Mommy, what did you do? Santa didn’t bring your stuff?”
OK, Mommy think fast..umm
1. Mommy must have been on the Naughty List (nah, may teach him a lesson about being good all year but don’t want him to think Mommy was bad)
2. Santa can’t read grown up writing (nah, that would make Santa sort of “special”..can’t do that)
3. The Elves lost it (nah, can’t be irresponsible when you’re helping the “big guy”)
4. The Reindeer must have eaten it! (Bingo)
Mommy: “Honey I think the Reindeer must have eaten my list!”
My son: “What? no way ! I bet you forgot to put ‘please’ and ‘thank you’.
Mommy: “Yea sure, that’s it. I think I did forget that”
My son: “Mommy, that wasn’t polite of you.”
Mommy: “I know, well that’s what I get for not being polite.”
My son: “Yes Ma’am (pause) I’m hungry.”
What a cluster. But my son is shaping up to be a perfect gentleman..guess Mommy is doing something right.