Talk about a loaded question
James is starting to gear up for Christmas already. He's been wandering around the house for days humming Christmas carols to himself, much to my chagrin. He's also creating a mental wish list of gifts.
This was heard moments ago as he was sharing Bonnie's company in the family room.
"Mummy," asked James, "can God tell Santa what I want for Christmas?"
"Yes, I heard it," I said to Bonnie, before she could ask, "and that one is all yours, hon."
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A truly classic question.
Although I must admit my favorite quesion from a child about that same age was when my son, now 25, wandered into the kitchen and asked me "Mommy, do worms yawn?" My response..."Go ask your father"
Posted by: suellen | November 14, 2004 06:46 PM