Tonight at the library's open house, Santa was in a hurry to get the kid's Christmas lists so that he could move on to the next kid in line. No lap sitting, no orders greater than one toy, no lolly gagging, he was a man on a mission! Until Matthew came along! Santa asked Matthew what he wanted; Matthew proceeded to tell him. The conversation went like this:
Santa: "What do you want for Christmas?"
Matthew: "I want a light saver (lightsaber) that comes apart and you can put it on your arm."
S: "Okay, I think I can handle that. Here's your..."
M: "...And I want a Buzz Lightyear that moves his head."
S: "Okay, here you..."
M: "...And I want a Bullseye that you push his tail and he goes like this (shows how he rears up) and a Woody that doesn't do anything."
S: "...."
M: (nothing further)
S: "Okay, here's your bag."
I think Santa was a little taken aback by our son and I'm not sure if I should be embarrassed because he wanted to get his whole list in, or proud of him that he didn't let Santa run him off before he was done. Matthew is so excited about the Christmas lights, the tree and especially Santa, so I'm going to lean more toward the side of being happy that he got stuck to his guns and got his list in. The REAL Santa is more patient and understand than the library Santa anyway!
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