This year, we not only wrote letters to Santa, we actually went to visit him (Sophie will excitedly tell you, “at the fish mall!” – that would be Bass Pro Shops, in case you were wondering about the types of malls we have in PA). I love this age with my kids because their expectations aren’t that high – this is the second year in a row that Ella has asked if I thought Santa could please bring her a new toothbrush – so I don’t feel the stress of deciding whether or not an XBox is too extravagant. Wait. I have girls – so I don’t feel the stress of deciding whether or not I’m going to shell out $200 on a pair of jeans that all the cool kids are wearing. (By the way – the answer is no. I won’t.)
Ella wrote her list, BY HERSELF, MOMMY! No help in spelling – which means it was extra fun to decipher.
You can click on it to enlarge it, but this is the translation:
– Spinny Toothbrush (she said she made a mistake and had to fix the spelling over the top of the other letters)
– Beast Toy
– New Legos
– A Raspberry Toy (As in Strawberry Shortcake’s friend)
– Ariel Toy (That one has my favorite spelling)
I am putting this directly into her memory box. I think it’s awesome.
Sophie said she wanted help with hers, but she did draw Santa a picture. She wouldn’t tell me what the scribbles were but if you look very carefully, you can see the zombie girl.
It’s really hard to get Sophie to pick anything independently – she mostly just wants whatever Ella wants. The Lalaloopsy doll was the only thing she wanted that Ella didn’t, so I knew I had to make sure that Santa brought one. What preceded that decision would have made an excellent movie about desperately tracking down what apparently was the most popular toy this year (ever seen Jingle All the Way?). But thanks to my friend Erin, who not only stumbled upon the specific doll Sophie wanted, but hid it behind some other toys till Tom could get there, we now can happily indulge my youngest. I found the spinny toothbrush, no problem. I guess they are not on the Hot Toy List of 2011.
Once we had the lists made, we talked to the girls about the idea of visiting Santa. They were both on board, but Sophie was very adamant that she would NOT sit on Santa’s lap! She would sit on Mommy or Daddy’s lap, but certainly NOT SANTA. Okay then. After a failed attempt to visit him on a Sunday (at least 300 people in line – seriously) we walked right up to Santa on a Monday morning, ready to disclose the lists. Ella was awesome – she got so nervous that she could only remember to tell him about the raspberry doll, but she happily stood next to him for a picture (that was free, by the way – if you have a Bass Pro Shops near by, they have a really nice set-up and the Santa doesn’t look like a drunk bum off the street).
Sophie, as I had thought, was having none of it. She buried her head into my neck so hard I thought we might fuse together. Ella and I filled Santa in on Sophie’s list though and we attempted a family picture that went about as expected.
The fact that she’s showing one eye is pretty amazing. And she won’t stop talking about Santa at the fish mall – so maybe next year she’ll show both eyes. Baby steps.