Sloan, so confident & growing up too fast. A lot of kids at school are telling her there is no such thing as Santa. A few days ago she got into the car and was extremely flustered that so many kids were making fun of her. "Mom", she said, "Is Santa real?" I asked her if she felt he was real & she answered yes. I then proceeded to talk to her about how Santa will be real for as long as she believes. Did I mention she's only in 4th grade? I like that she still believes in Santa & Elvie (her little elf that she still swears comes alive at night!) I love that she still likes to play with dolls & Barbies sometimes. Sloan you have your whole life ahead of you to be a "big kid" so enjoy this time as long as you can.
Then sweet little Zoe sat on his lap & proceeded to tell Santa that she wanted her two front teeth. She only said this because Sloan told her to, but it still made me laugh. Then she told him she wanted a penguin. That is all she wants from Santa.....a penguin. She's my easy to please kid.
Last but certainly not least is little Aris who clung to me like a little monkey not wanting to let go. I knew she was going to cry but I still wanted the picture (mean mommy). So I pried her from my body and set her down. There were no wishes to be had here. Nope. I can't help but giggle when I look at this picture. It's just so sad it's funny.
I am so glad I have these photos & yes they are real Polaroids (even cooler!) I hope all of you are enjoying this time of year. We are pretty excited to go & visit family. The girls can hardly wait & truthfully neither can I. Christmas this year is going to be a little different. Instead of oodles of gifts at grandma & grandpas house they have decided to take the whole family to Disneyland. I don't know who will be more excited, the kids or me! I am looking forward to their first experience of such a fun & magical place.
My only wish for Christmas is to feel better. I will be 15 weeks this weekend. I feel much better than I did even last week however my energy level is zero. At the end of each day I look around my messy unswept house & say to myself, maybe tomorrow I'll get this mess cleaned up. My only comfort is knowing that I can't feel sick forever. So if you decide to pay a surprise visit to my house you will be greeted by me with no makeup, a sink full of dishes, floors that haven't been swept since Thanksgiving (how disgusting is that?) frozen Halloween pumpkins on the porch, seriously folks it doesn't get more Jud Clampit than my house looks right now. So since I still believe in Santa maybe just maybe my Christmas wish will come true. Here's to hoping all you Christmas wishes come true too :)
