Dear Santa

December 13, 2008 § Leave a comment

Dear Santa,

I’ve been a good Mom all year. I’ve fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the pediatrician’s office more than my own doctor, and sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground.  I was hoping you could spread
my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son’s red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room, between cycles…. and who knows when I’ll find any more free time in the next 18 years.


Here are my Christmas wishes: I’d like a pair of legs that don’t ache, (in any color, except purple–I already have purple) and arms that don’t hurt or flap in the breeze, but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store. I’d also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.


If you’re hauling big ticket items this year I’d like
shatter/fingerprint/drool-resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music, a television that doesn’t broadcast any programs containing talking animals, and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.


On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, ‘Yes, Mommy’ to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don’t fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools. I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks
chanting ‘Don’t eat in the living room’ and ‘Take your hands off your brother,’ because my voice  seems to be just out of my children’s hearing range and can only be heard by the dog. If it’s too late to find any of these products, I’d settle for enough time  to brush my
teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.


If you don’t mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten  the holiday season.  Would it be too much trouble to declare chocolate a vegetable?  It would clear my conscience immensely.


It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.




Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is calling and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants fed or hauled somewhere. Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don’t catch cold. Help yourself to the cookies on the table but don’t eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet. (BTW, you promised me last year you would lose
some weight with me so next year you and I could be a cute size six…
Okay, some requests go too far…..)

Yours Always,


P.S. One more thing…you can cancel all my requests if you can keep
my children, healthy, safe, and of course, young enough to always
believe in Santa


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