Then some up-and-coming student teacher in his preschool convinced him that the big guy is real. And apparently she has more wisdom and trust than I.
So he came home from school telling me the big guy is most definitely real. And, to that end, "Mom, where is our chimney?"
I tried to go the realistic route, "If he's such a big guy, how would he ever fit down a chimney?"
Didn't work.
I tried, "Because I'm the mom and I said so."
Didn't work.
So we went to my uncle's house yesterday with great anticipation for the big guy. Although there must have been just the slightest bit of doubt because he did ask me what the big guy's real name was. I told him but then was scared that he'd tell the big guy and that'd ruin the magic for the adult in the big red suit. I back-pedaled and refused to tell him again later when he said he'd forgotten.
He waited so patiently while Santa came down the steps. He patiently waited while other second cousins got called first.
And then it was his turn.
He got right up there and told the big guy in the red suit that he has been kind and good.
The big guy asked him what he wants for Christmas and he said a speaker stand and a speaker.
He thanked the big guy and opened his present.
A cash register, which he loved, and we all played grocery store for a little while (grocery store - not restaurant or toy store - only grocery store). But then he said, "Why didn't Santa give me what I asked for?"
Aha, this was my chance. So I explained once again that the big guy in the red suit isn't real so he doesn't magically give you just what you ask for.
But then, my dad won a Bluetooth shower speaker in the adult Pollyanna gift exchange. He wanted to know if Victor wanted it.
Did Victor want it?????????
That's what he asked the big guy in the red suit for. Of course he wanted it!
But it took him less than 24 hours to find the call button.
"Hello? Hello? John? Hello?......"
Oh dear....
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