Santa Claus Is Coming to Town

Realistically, this is probably my fault. I am big on Christmas - really big and so by virtue of being around me a lot the kids are big on Christmas too. We listen to the Christmas channel in the car coming and going to school and they can sing all sorts of Christmas carols (including the little diddy intro for Holiday Traditions on Sirius). All the books we are reading these days are Christmas related and all are craft projects are Christmas-y too. So it really should come as no surprise that my son has started to pretend that he, himself, is Santa Claus.

He has his own sleigh (his wooden push bike) and his own reindeer (imaginary) and even his own hat. He spends the afternoons collecting toys in his sleigh (he has put a basket on the back of his bike to store them in) and delivering them to good boys and girls or placing them under the tree. Here is where it gets a little sticky. His 'toys' consist of mostly his actual toys however he has also started putting other household items in his sleigh too - like the remote or various cooking utensils he has swiped from the kitchen. So in the midst of cooking dinner I find myself without a needed measuring spoon or a ladle. Attempting to get these items is quite tricky because either a) I get yelled at for stealing them from under the tree because it isn't Christmas yet or b) I have to go into a lengthy diatribe of why I have been good this year and why I deserve said toy as I smell my chicken burning in the kitchen. And he is quite a strict Santa Claus and just doesn't give toys out to everyone - he has got some standards. So at times I am left with making do with what is left and hiding needed items before Santa gets home from school.

Here's hoping that your house is as filled with Christmas as ours!!