This evening, we were out for a walk and we saw an airplane, which Greta quickly pointed out.
"I wish we could go on an airplane. When can we go?"
"Oh, I don't know. Sometime. Maybe we will get to at Christmas." Knowing full well that, yes, that is a big probability but at the same time we will not go if Putter is doing poorly.
This prompted a conversation in reverance to the one and only Santa Claus. I wasn't going to go there, but the idea of Santa bringing presents hadn't even been brought up yet so I thought that was good. So why not. Might as well see what's on her 4 year old brain.
"What would you like Santa to bring your for Christmas?"
"Mommy. (Long pause) Does Santa Claus have any tickets?"
Oh yeah, it is as good as you think.
"Tickets for what Greta?"
"For an airplane. You know, so that they let you on the plane."
"Well, I don't know. Santa Claus might have tickets. You won't see him for a couple of months, but you could always ask. Where do you want to go on an airplane?" (Now, never mind that she's only gone to one place on an airplane.)
Here we go...exact words from a 4 year old's mouth. About a ten on the a ten point cute-meter.
"Well, I would like Santa Claus to bring me tickets for the airplane for Christmas so that I can go visit my family in Michigan so I can visit them. I miss them so much, it makes me sad."
If THAT doesn't make each and every one of you jump on the next flight out and come down here to snuggle, then nothing will.
Awwwww
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