You Better Watch Out....

The journey to Santa has begun. It might seem a tad early, but as Chris and I start looking at the calendar and shopping airline rates for our journey northward you can be sure that the man in red is surely going to get a mention. Usually it's in the form of " You know, Santa is watching you..." spoken in that menacing parental threat....

So with the thought of holidays on our brains, I believe we are all starting to make secret wish lists (I wish my kids won't get any toys...there's no room for more -- here me Santa?)

Greta has kicked it off with a request -- though perhaps not from Santa until I told her to ask him -- for a pair of Nike tennis shoes. Our newly brand conscious five year old has determined Nike to be the "it" brand of her young life so far. It began with her soccer cleats and shin guards. Both Nike, not for any reason, those are just the ones that had the best fit (and the best price). I don't even recall ever mentioning the fact that they were Nike, or having any kind of brand-conversation, or ANYthing...but she comes to us and reports that she wants Nike gym shoes because her soccer cleats are soooooo comfortable we were surprised. I mean, where does she get this from? The only tv channel she watches is Nick Jr -- no commercials on it. I'm not sure if they talk about it at school or what.

Then I asked Clara what she wanted for Christmas. Without skipping a beat, she turned to look at me and said:

" Chicken nuggets. Yummy chicken nuggets."

Okay Santa, do your stuff.