Conversation in the car yesterday:
Dillon (to Masen): I'm asking Santa for a Razr phone.
Me: Why? Who are you going to call on a cell phone? (he is just 6 yrs old after all)
Dillon: Sissy.
Me: But you live with Sissy, why don't you ask Santa for something you can enjoy. You won't use a phone much.
Dillon: Fine. I don't want anything.
Me: Do you want me to call Santa and tell him you don't want anything at all for Christmas??!
Dillon: Yes!
Me: I think you just want to be mad and act ugly.
Dillon: Yep.
He pouted the rest of the way home and promptly got sent to his room for having an ugly attitude. After a few minutes alone on his bed, he changed his mind and decided to act nice. We had a conversation about "why" he won't get a cell phone from Santa and he dealt with it. I won't say he flat out accepted it, but he dealt with it.
Santa needs a xanax.
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This is too funny. Well Amber has already began her list...It is LONG, every baby she sees on TV, McKayla, etc...She remembers the name and then goes to write it down (Mommy how do you spell McKayla, and so on...) So yes, her list is growing... When Santa gets a prescription, let me know...lol
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