D wakes up crying wanting to know where Santa is and why there aren't any presents under the tree. I must admit, I am having a rather difficult time explaining to my toddler son that it's not Christmas...yet. He has been waking up every morning, disappointed and glum, upset that Santa lives in North Pole and not close by.
Why does he live so far...he lamented, a few mornings ago.
I don't like that he has to travel so far. He should stay close to us, next to our house. That way he can come fast with the gifts!
And mama, when are we baking the cookies? I don't want Santa to leave our house without eating my cookies. Ginger bread cookies!
After much complaining and bewailing, he settles down only to start all over again the next morning. Early morning Christmas blues??? I guess that's what he is suffering from and the rate at which is going, I am losing my sanity in this otherwise, cheerful, hopeful season.
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