While getting ready for Christmas, I told my daughter that she needed to write a letter to Santa. She got a piece of paper and a crayon and started working. When she was done, she handed me a the paper and I saw that all it said was a giant “H.” Olivia told me, “I think Santa will like the letter H.”
Roseann Bracco; East Brunswick, NJ
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My 8-month-old son learned to crawl right around Christmas. A family member noticed a few days later and commented that he was getting so big. Our 4-year-old daughter responded, “Yeah, it was the worst Christmas present ever. Now I have to pick up my toys!”
I asked my 3-year-old son to watch our 5-week-old baby while I went into the kitchen. While I was gone, the baby started crying. Vincent yelled out, “Mommy, Hayden is crying and I don’t have big boobies!”
We explained to our daughter that when she gets a little older, her baby teeth will fall out and she would get big girl teeth. During dinner a few days later, she asked us, “When are my baby arms going to fall off?”