Two nights ago, putting my daughter to bed, she started talking about Santa.
Seeing the opportunity, I had to ask."Hon, why are you scared of Santa?"
"Because, mommy, Santa is a pirate," she replied.
At this point, I am completely confused. "What?" is all I can manage. I mean, maybe she didn't understand the question, because surely she doesn't think that Santa's a pirate!
"Santa says Yo-Ho-Ho. That means he's a pirate, mommy," she replies.
Nice.
Even better? After thirty minutes of arguing with my three year old, she STILL believes Santa is a pirate and is going to TAKE STUFF on Christmas Eve.
*Sigh.*
Seeing the opportunity, I had to ask."Hon, why are you scared of Santa?"
"Because, mommy, Santa is a pirate," she replied.
At this point, I am completely confused. "What?" is all I can manage. I mean, maybe she didn't understand the question, because surely she doesn't think that Santa's a pirate!
"Santa says Yo-Ho-Ho. That means he's a pirate, mommy," she replies.
Nice.
Even better? After thirty minutes of arguing with my three year old, she STILL believes Santa is a pirate and is going to TAKE STUFF on Christmas Eve.
*Sigh.*
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