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Isa plush doll
(1 Mary Magdalene* doll
Benny plush doll
(2 Amaricen Girl doll
(3 Tico Plush doll
Moose and Zee
(5 Tetty bear
(6 Jeffry* doll
(7 Matthew* doll
(8 John the baptist* doll
(9 Mary Carson* doll
(10 betty Lou
(13 Jessie lynn* doll
My baby girl wrote her very first Christmas list.
All by herself.
The upside is that for the first time EVER, she gets it. Jesus’s birthday, Christmas, Santa, presents, all of it.
And the upside is absolutely monumental.
The downside is that she gets it.
She has told me a minimum of two hundred and sixty-one times that she will “tell Santa what I want and then no one will be disappointed.”
According to her sister, I don’t have to worry because that’s just a line from a My Little Pony movie for which she’s seen the preview on a Dora DVD “at least five thousand times.”
With all due respect to my older daughter .. Hello? Katie? Have you been paying attention, sweet girl? EVERYTHING in Brooke’s world comes from a movie. That doesn’t make it LESS real to her, it makes it MORE real to her. Haven’t you heard? So shall it be filmed, so shall it be done.
Brooke is unmoved that the only Isa the Iguana plush doll that I could find so far was $125 on eBay, putting it squarely in the category of “not a chance in hell, my love.” Incidentally, I’m convinced that there’s a special place in said hell for people who buy six-dollar beanie babies and hoard them in order to sell them later for a hundred and twenty-five dollars to some sucker like me whose kid wants some random character that sold out long ago but is not otherwise actually valuable in any shape nor form whatsoever. Just sayin’.
Nor is she at all impressed by the fact that *Godspell* dolls, well, you know – DON’T ACTUALLY EXIST IN REAL LIFE and even though Mama is getting some awesome help with Mary Magdalene from her new best friend in the whole world (see diary’s Facebook page for explanation), that does not mean that I can make a doll for EVERY BLESSED CHARACTER IN THE MOVIE, so help me sweet [Victor Garber in the role of] Jesus.
It makes no difference to her that Moose and Zee are cartoon characters and cannot actually tuck themselves into boxes nor show up under the Christmas tree in our family room.
And she apparently couldn’t care less that no one in this house has the slightest inclination to get a cat – particularly, I’d imagine, the dog.
I’ve told her time and again (in fact two hundred and sixty-one times and again) that while she will certainly get SOME of the things on her list, she will assuredly not get ALL of them. To which she has responded, TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY-ONE TIMES, “But I will.”
Because you see, as long as she tells Santa what she wants, NO ONE WILL BE DISAPPOINTED.
Mall Santas, Bank Santas, Salvation Army Santas, ANY HUMAN BEING WALKING AROUND IN A RED SUIT AND BEARD, consider yourself on notice. You so much as look in my kid’s direction between now and Christmas, you’re toast.
Yes, my baby wrote a Christmas list.