...you better not cry, you better not pout, I'm telling you why-
Santa Clause....
(and her reindeer)....
are coming, to town!
On a similar note, last night Lissie came out to the living room after she had been put to bed and asked me "Mommy, where is Santa Clause?". "Up at the North Pole" is my reply. "Oh! The North Pole? Ok Mommy!" says my 3 year old as she runs back to bed. 2 minutes later she returns in near tears-"Mommy! Bwianna says Santa isn't weal!" Oh dear! "I'll go talk to Brianna" says the mommy. "Ok" says the 3 year old. Crisis averted (for now). ;o)
Santa Clause....
(and her reindeer)....
are coming, to town!On a similar note, last night Lissie came out to the living room after she had been put to bed and asked me "Mommy, where is Santa Clause?". "Up at the North Pole" is my reply. "Oh! The North Pole? Ok Mommy!" says my 3 year old as she runs back to bed. 2 minutes later she returns in near tears-"Mommy! Bwianna says Santa isn't weal!" Oh dear! "I'll go talk to Brianna" says the mommy. "Ok" says the 3 year old. Crisis averted (for now). ;o)
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