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Meeting Santa

The place we got our Christmas pictures taken today had a Santa Claus visiting (so you could get your picture taken with him, I suppose). Amanda was standing in the middle of the hallway in a daze of some sort, and he had to get by. She looked up, moved out of the way for him to pass, and went back to whatever she was doing. I asked her, "Who was that?" She answered, "I didn't know that Santa Claus was going to be here." She was interested in watching him, but not really in talking with him. Towards the end of the visit, she explained, "I saw you in a movie!" She had been watching The Santa Clause for about 10 minutes today while I tried (unsuccessfully) to put Luke down for a nap.

I can see that seeing Santa was confusing for her. He's clearly not imaginary---she saw him both on TV and in real life. On the other hand, most people don't dress like that, but then again, she doesn't really have the experience to decide that he's really unusual. I think the real amazing thing for her was seeing someone on TV and then in real life.

Santa asked her what she wanted for Christmas, and she answered a jack in the box. That is funny, since lately we've been doing the jack in the box with no toy, just our imagination. Luke and Amanda think it is hilarious, I don't know why we'd ruin it by getting a real toy.

A week or two ago I asked Amanda what she wanted for Christmas. "A present." I think we can manage that.

(My apologies if this post is not clear. It's all Michael's fault for having the Internet turned off for so long. Really.)

Comments

Anonymous said…
Muahaha! I just made up all that stuff about Time Warner Cable giving us two broken "refurbished" cable modems in a row because I was tired of having internet connectivity. Or something like that...
mathmom said…
I knew it! Now, could you do it again, so I can clean up the kitchen and watch my netflix instead of reading blogs every night =)

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