I have a five-year-old.
He wants an Elf on the Shelf.
Tonight he made me google pictures of Santa candles, getting upset until I found the right kind (“fat ones, with a red nose, and green gloves”) because he wanted to me to order the same ones that his babysitter has.
Sankta Lucia came to visit his kindergarten class yesterday. And today they made a menorah out of a paper plate and blue construction paper.
And tonight as I snuggled up with him in bed, he was worried he might be on Santa’s naughty list.
Shouldn’t that be the only thing a five-year-old needs to worry about?
© Jennifer Alys Windholz, 2012
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