I immediately told her that she had been told something not correct and that I personally believe in Santa, as old as I am. She gave me a look with a quirky smile. (Like yeah RIGHT!) I told her again that I did and that if she did not believe she might not get anything for Christmas. She gave me that same look again.
I told her that she had better take the comment back somehow...like go outside the front door and look up at the sky and say she was sorry. She gave me that look again. "Okay," I said. Just remember that you have to believe to receive. dirth Fila has already written a 50 item christmas list and it is sitting on the coffee table. She gave me that look again.
I began to do the dishes and dirty Fila was doing something in the den. A little while later I heard the front door open and I wondered why. I went to the door and it was cracked. There was dirty Fila on the front steps looking up at the sky and telling Santa she was sorry. I tiptoed back to the kitchen.
Yes...Santa Claus is real! dirth Fila still believes!!
What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~
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Me too!
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