Well, that's what I've been told anyway. We are having a great time so I guess that would explain the 2 month lapse in posts...and I was doing so well too!
Zabba is doing great and thriving! She is getting very excited for Christmas and is asking for every toy under the sun...including ones that I KNOW she won't play with. I'm guessing it must be the age and the very successful toy advertising.
We had a funny conversation during our bedtime routine last night. Normally the routine is jammies, movie with snack, brush teeth, sing song, tuck in and then dad comes in scratches her back and tells her a story. Well last night she decided she wanted me to sing Santa Clause is Coming to Town-OK, fine. I got done singing and Abby says to me "Mommy, Santa can't really see us all the time can he? Cuz I don't want him to see my bottom" so I reassured her that Santa can't see her bottom. It did get me thinking though-what a scary song!
Think about it-an old man with a beard is watching you all the time. He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when your awake, he knows if you've been bad or good (so be good for goodness sake...sorry couldn't resist). Not only that he's making a list and he's checking it twice...what is on this list may I ask? My name for certain, I'm guessing where I live and what I like and don't like. What kinds of things I have been up to and whether or not they are good or bad. Sounds to me like it's the perfect set up for a serial killer character in a new CSI show!
Alright, well that's enough rambling from me.
Too funny - I was singing that song to Keira yesterday and thought - I really hope my kids don't get creeped out at the thought of a big fat guy dressed in red staring in their bedroom windows! ;)
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