Yesterday on the way home from the park Buddy Boy informed me that Santa Clause hadn't done a very good job. He didn't bring a boy sized jet pack with real fire and a grabbing arm with earwig pinchers. Yes, I vaguely remember this coming up in conversation before. I told him that Santa didn't have any. He assured me that he did.
This just confirms my resolve to do a better job with Christmas next year. Not the gift part necessarily, but the whole holiday thing. There are only a few years when you are young when Christmas is absolutely magical. I don't want to miss it.
Better luck next year.
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