"You know, boys, Santa Claus is watching you right now to see if you're being a good brother. He only brings toys to kids who are good co-operators."
The last of my self-respect is officially gone.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Doing the Unthinkable
While watching the boys kick each other under a shared blanket this morning, each struggling to hog the whole of it for himself, I caught myself ACTUALLY SAYING THESE WORDS:
"You know, boys, Santa Claus is watching you right now to see if you're being a good brother. He only brings toys to kids who are good co-operators."
The last of my self-respect is officially gone.
"You know, boys, Santa Claus is watching you right now to see if you're being a good brother. He only brings toys to kids who are good co-operators."
The last of my self-respect is officially gone.
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with a headline of "Doing the Unthinkable" I wasn't sure what I was walking into.
Now, if we could only use Santa to get Maya to sleep more, that would be great. =)
Girl, it's taken you THIS LONG to use that threat? I brought it out in July! I have no self-respect.
(Did it work?)
You're not lying to them; you're practicing postmodern parenting with a self-conscious recognition that all truths are contingent upon socially constructed norms of rapidly receding value in our increasingly global age.
At least, that's what I plan to tell myself when our little bean arrives.
I am the Queen of this game Lissa. I always feel a little bad, but not too bad. I am curious what they said?
What do we use when they are too old for Santa?!!!! aaauggh, scary thought.
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