Please tell me where I can buy one of these
Saturday, November 19, 2005The babe has infected Mr. C and I.
It is bad enough when one parent is out. But both. Waiting for signs from the 4 year old. None yet; everyone knock on some wood. Out in the -4 degrees chasing the neighbours cat, did not help. Just trying to be a good neighboor. It does not go outside. Must have slipped out. Don't want them to lose it. Oh, it's allowed out now, neighbour says....
The whole house slept the afternoon away. And then, off to the shopping mall to mail THE letter, and who do we find, but Santa himself. Already! Our son is out of his skin. In the line. Santa needs to go feed the reindeer now, his helper elf says (translation: Santa needs to go for a bathroom break). We wait, while Santa does his duty ;) and then our beyond excited son can not speak; he is mute with fascination. Santa asks what he'd like; he looks at me what would I like? He's been rattling the list off for over a week now; IwantaV-Smile paintsetaDoragameaplayvendingmachinetoytrainandDorahouse. He cracks me up. Talks a mile a minute as soon as he's off Santa's lap. We have a nice time, our sick family on an outing, infecting countless unsuspecting others....
And now, time to collapse into our freshly washed Laura Ashley flannels (the best sheets in the world, people who live in cold winter climates!). The cold and the colds are here...
3:41 AM
OMG...that pic is too darn funny!
I am sorry that you all are so sick though! Your son sounds like a hoot! It is so funny how Santa can make kids so quiet from the fascination of it all! LOL I hope that you all get well soon...BTW, I've heard good things about the Laura Ashley sheets..I'll have to look into them!
Get well soon!
Love,
Sarah