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Hi all you TT Moms. This is long but worth the read if you have time. -Tammy
Dear Santa,
>
>I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my
>children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my
>doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a
>shade tree
>on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out over
>several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my
>son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between
>cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18
>years.
>
> Here are my Christmas wishes:
>
> I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color,
>except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in
>the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of
>the candy aisle in the grocery store.
>
>I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh
>month of my last pregnancy.
>
>If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint
>resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a
>television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals;
>and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I
>can hide to talk on the phone.
>
>On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes,
>Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't
>fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use
>of power tools.
>
>I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat
>in the living room" and "Take your hands off your brother," because my
>voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only
>be heard by the dog.
>
> If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for
>enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same
>morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature
>without it
>being served in a Styrofoam container.
>
>If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to
>brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare
>ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
>
> It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help
>around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of
>an organized crime family.
>
> Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son
>saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon
>back. Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and
>come in and dry off so you don't catch cold.
>
> Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many
>or leave crumbs on the carpet.
>
> Yours Always, MOM...!
>
> P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you
>can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa.
>and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I
>can hide to talk on the phone.
So funny Tammy! I hide in the laundry room to escape the kids as well!
Thanks for he laugh!
Beary truly yours,
Kim Basta
Wild Thyme Originals
Amen to that! I can relate with a lot of those wishes, and yet, I would trade it all in to keep my daughter young and innocent for just a couple extra years! She's only going on 3, but I do so love this age. She's old enough to talk to and understand, yet young enough to be so sweet and cuddly. I've made her promise to snuggle with me and sit on my lap even when she turns into a big girl! She's agreed, I just hope she won't change her mind!
Soooo cute! I think I remember those times.