Molly is devastated that not only will Santa Claus be IN her house, but that he will EAT her cookies. Poor kid!
I woke up to a note beside my bed that exactly read, "Mom can we PLEASE get a dog and Molly will do everything." Sophie's new spelling words this week included "please" and she put it to good use too! Sorry Sophie, no dog for us.
Sophie and I discussed the importance/"realness" of Christmas, the Easter Bunny, fairies, Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy and God. The final verdict was that she doesn't believe in all of these people, but the ones she does believe in must live with Santa Claus at the North Pole....because how else can they all see you if they don't share the same 'magic snowball'. Love kid logic!!!
Molly at two says (and I quote), "butthole". This of course is followed by a time-out and a long lecture for Dad!
The girls are given a choice to stay up late for a movie and popcorn or extra story time in Mom's bed. Of course they choose a movie, but at bed time the following conversation ensues: Molly, "Story now, Mama." Me, "No story tonight because you chose to watch a movie." Molly, "I don't want watch movie!" Me, "It's too late, you already watched it." Molly, "I don't want to watch movie!" And on and on the circular conversation goes. Molly doesn't quite understand that what's done is done!
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