Here's your list

On Sunday night Ada decided she wanted to write a letter to Santa. Chris and I had not specifically suggested this, but neither had we discouraged it.

By the time Ada sat down to write her letter, I was frankly a little worried. What if she asked for things we have not planned on getting her? I have already done my shopping for her, Ian and Mira, and I was not prepared to have to make alterations or exchanges.

I should not have worried. Ada's list is more whimsical than practical:

Translation:

Dear Santa,
Here's your list:
I want a cat that talks.
I want a magic pen.
I want a making snowman kit.

I am thinking I might include a box with snowman making items (carrot nose, rocks for eyes, scarf, mittens and a hat). I can probably locate a glitter pen that we can declare is magic. I am less sure about how to help her with the talking cat, but one never knows what might happen!

I hope it doesn't work that way

Ada and her pal are playing a pretend game that involves being teenagers with jobs:

L: We have to get to work! Our boss would fire us! Ada, do you even know what that means?

A: Yeah.

L: It means actually FIRE us, like, put us in the fireplace.

My Life, Flashing Before My Eyes

My Pummelvision from Nora on Vimeo.

I am not looking forward to death, but if the last few hours before I die were like an extended version of this, it would really help.

I am mad. What do you need?

Or, my godson, my blog-fodder:

Monkey Boy was home sick one day recently. While his mother ran around doing things that needed to be done, he sat in his pajamas playing his guitar with a piece of cardboard and singing this song, entitled I am mad. What do you need? 

What do you do you do you do you need? What do you need?

What do you need in the world right now? 

What do you neeeeeeeeed?!?

I think this may be my new theme song. 

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(yes, he does have a bruise on his forehead. And yes, the bruise is shaped like the star trek logo. And no, I can't explain that.)

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