Problem solved

"Caleb, I don't think Santa can bring us reindeer," Abby told her brother last night, apparently still pondering the Christmas wish list they had shared with Santa earlier. "I think we should ask God if we can see some real reindeer."

I didn't comment, apparently because I have very little faith compared to my daughter. I didn't want to get their hopes up, so I just didn't mention the reindeer anymore. Whether or not they actually prayed for reindeer last night will remain a mystery.

But I hesitate to call it a coincidence that the neighbor up the street informed me today that her church, just minutes from our house, was having its big Christmas festival today. And what was first on her list of fun reasons we should bring the kiddos?

You guessed it.

Live reindeer.

"Mommy, do you think God knew we wanted to see real reindeer so he put those reindeer there?" Abby asked me later.

I don't doubt it in the least.