They're not supposed to ask Santa for stuff. I bought their Santa gift in bulk four years ago. Our St. Nick specializes in wooden train sets, and we look forward to him bringing a family gift of new pieces to add to our collection each year. So far, we've kept them blissfully unaware of the whole write-Santa-a-letter-asking-for-stuff campaign. They understand that the purpose of going to see Santa is so that Mommy can add another annual photo to her collection. And I'm just fine with that.
So when I noticed Abby and Caleb whispering to one another as we waited in line for this year's photo opportunity, I was a bit surprised. And when they told Santa of their desires for this Christmas, I was shocked.
"We only want to see real reindeer," Abby informed the jolly old elf.
"Yeah, just reindeer," Caleb added. "That's all."
Oh, that's all you want? To see some real live reindeer? You sure you don't want some new bridges or maybe some switcher tracks? Because I can handle train pieces. But an arctic caribou? That's kind of a tall order, don't you think?
Santa played it off well, telling them he'd left his reindeer at home. He did bring along Rudolph's bells, which Abby rang enthusiastically before hanging them back on his chair.
"We really just want to see some reindeer," she added as she bid him farewell.
I like that my kids dream big. But I'm kind of wondering how we're going to pull this one off.
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