the naughty list
Ahhh, that wonderful time of year is upon us. While Miller has been COMPLETELY onto Santa for a few years now, the two littles still live in fear of those words that can strike fear in the hearts of all kids:
"Do you want me to call Santa!?"
This is usually followed with me actually going to the phone, pretend dialing, and waiting for the screams/cries to begin. And no, I do not really care if it is mean. It works. There was that time last year that right after I said that, the phone rang and I answered it (it was my mom) and Gray absolutely LOST IT. Screaming, crying, begging. All while I'm trying to tell my mom what is going on and I am hysterically laughing at the amazing timing of the phone call.
The other day we heard Gray, age 6, carefully explaining appropriate pre-Christmas behavior to Everett, age 3:
"You had better not act like that in December, Everett. If you act like that in December, Santa won't bring you any toys." Moral of the story: you can act like a shithead in November and it totally does not count.
Right now on the list is a John Deere Gator ride-on toy for Gray and Everett. They each wanted a separate battery-operated ride-on toy (Gray the Gator, and Everett a race car that they'd each picked out in a toy catalog), but we explained to them that there was NO way they were each getting a $300+ motorized vehicle. Gray turned to us and said "That's okay, we can share. Santa can write on it: To Gray and Everett." Have I mentioned like 750 times how much I love that kid?
We'd love to find a Wii for Miller (and the family), but as in years past, they are harder to find than a Cabbage Patch Kid in 1982. I mean, has Nintendo no compassion?
My holiday wish, besides some rest, some wine, and some Christmas music, is that we finally get new 2" blinds in the 22 windows across the front of our house. Maybe some crown moulding in the living room and halls. Bushes in the front of the house. Ahh, I dream so big.
"Do you want me to call Santa!?"
This is usually followed with me actually going to the phone, pretend dialing, and waiting for the screams/cries to begin. And no, I do not really care if it is mean. It works. There was that time last year that right after I said that, the phone rang and I answered it (it was my mom) and Gray absolutely LOST IT. Screaming, crying, begging. All while I'm trying to tell my mom what is going on and I am hysterically laughing at the amazing timing of the phone call.
The other day we heard Gray, age 6, carefully explaining appropriate pre-Christmas behavior to Everett, age 3:
"You had better not act like that in December, Everett. If you act like that in December, Santa won't bring you any toys." Moral of the story: you can act like a shithead in November and it totally does not count.
Right now on the list is a John Deere Gator ride-on toy for Gray and Everett. They each wanted a separate battery-operated ride-on toy (Gray the Gator, and Everett a race car that they'd each picked out in a toy catalog), but we explained to them that there was NO way they were each getting a $300+ motorized vehicle. Gray turned to us and said "That's okay, we can share. Santa can write on it: To Gray and Everett." Have I mentioned like 750 times how much I love that kid?
We'd love to find a Wii for Miller (and the family), but as in years past, they are harder to find than a Cabbage Patch Kid in 1982. I mean, has Nintendo no compassion?
My holiday wish, besides some rest, some wine, and some Christmas music, is that we finally get new 2" blinds in the 22 windows across the front of our house. Maybe some crown moulding in the living room and halls. Bushes in the front of the house. Ahh, I dream so big.
posted by gretchen at 11/13/2008 08:09:00 PM
4 Comments:
Hilarious Gretchen! ha ha haha
Gretchen, we just picked up the Wii from our local Best Buy. Check it out!
I heard you were getting a sub woofer...
xo
we got a wii! They had them in stock at Amazon today. Whew. Now we just have to figure out a way to pick up the Gator without Mark re-hernia-ing himself and we'll be all set in the big gift dept.
Sub woofer, huh? :-)
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