A Robe and Some Slippers

Let me take you to our breakfast table conversation for the past few weeks. Luke and Hayley have decided to start making their Christmas wish lists. That's right....Christmas. The wonderful celebration of Jesus's birth that is 3 months away. I guess they don't want Santa to have to be too stressed out right before the big night. Let's get those lists in right away.

I believe what may have brought on the Christmas List rush of 2010, is the delightful American Girl catalog that comes in the mail mid-September. Hayley spends hours drooling over every doll, outfit, accessory, and book that she sees. I mean, what doll doesn't need her own bathtub with fake bubbles and a vanity with real working lights? Seriously.

In all honesty, I remember doing the exact same thing when the Sears catalog used to come to our house at Christmas.


So, back to the breakfast table.....each morning both of them go over the items for their lists in ranking order. Hayley has listed every item in the entire American Girl catalog (an estimated total of $1,000,000.00) along with the Angelina Ballerina doll, the all important Strawberry Shortcake pool, and a box of girl Legos. Because the boy Legos just won't do. We NEED the pink and purple ones. Awesome.

Luke on the other hand has 4 very important items on his list.

1. A robe
2. Slippers to go with the robe
3. The airport Legos set
4. To give some $ to the poor

The robe and slippers are mentioned several times a day. In fact my favorite time he brought up the robe and slippers was this Saturday. Chris loaded the kids up in the van to go and get some pancakes from McDonalds. Usually I make the pancakes, but having just returned home from yet another visit to the ER with Hannah and breathing issues, I was passed out in the bed (another post at another time). So as Chris was asking them to get their shoes on, Luke looks at Chris and says, "Dad, this would be so much better if I had a robe and slippers."


Dear Santa, please get this sweet boy a robe and slippers. Obviously, life just isn't fun at all without them.