Dear Santa,
This a list of stuff my 5-year-old wants. We haven’t gotten around to the actual letter, because we’re still negotiating here at home. Perhaps you need some help making this out:
~ Lego Star Wars X-Wing Fighter with Luke with his lightsaber
~ Lego Millennium Falcon
~ Obi Wan with R4 Jedi Fighter
~ Lego Star Wars Wii game
~ Lego Star Wars General Grievous
Notice a theme? We’re really into Legos around here. My son, however, has no concept of how much this stuff costs and quite frankly, I didn’t either until I checked out the prices on Amazon. Do elves make Legos? Can you put the folks who sent a Lego catalog to our home on the Naughty List?
My son will learn what we all learn—it’s time to get a jobby job, kid! And that his life won’t be ruined if all of this stuff isn’t delivered to our living room Christmas morning. But you know what Santa? I don’t fault him for putting what he wants out there into the universe. I mean, have you seen my list? It reads something like this: iPhone, iPad, MacBook, a convertible BMW 328i, and diamond earrings. Oh, and that fabulous Laura Mercier face cream that guy at Coz Bar let me sample.
My son is hoping that you will bring me a Roomba and a BMW that’s big enough to hold three children. I suggested a bungee cord to tie them all to the back of the convertible. What’s that? Bad idea? Yes, you may be right.
Since the Oprah show is over, my chance of getting on her “Favorite Things” show is shot. But wow, it was hard not to get ridiculously happy for those people when they realized they were about to get a sleigh full of over-the-top cool stuff. I literally cried each time I saw the close-ups of their freaking-out faces.
But Santa, this Christmas, we have a beautiful Christmas tree and soon, there will be presents. And we have more love than our hearts (and my growing belly) can handle. And we know that’s enough. But it never hurts to dream, and I’m not sure any of us will ever stop. Most of the blessings in our lives have been birthed from big dreams, so why would we?
Love,
Angie
Disclaimer to the reader: Don’t take 98% of this post seriously (except the sweet part at the end). Notice I filed it under “Just for Fun.” Instead, I invite you to play along. Feel free to use the comments section to write your own letter to Santa.
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I don’t remember what I asked Santa for as a kid, I do remember making a list and it probably always had some sports stuff on it as well as whatever was the coolest toy at the time. I do recall that until I was probably around 12 or so that I was always up in the middle of the night on Christmas Eve spying on the goings on. I would then sneak down later and actually open a couple of gifts very carefully and then re-wrap them. That way I knew what goodies to attack first when everyone rolled out of bed at 0 dark Thirty.
Thinking back, I guess that my brother and I must have been real handfuls for our Mom and Dad, we pretty much wrecked rooms, walls, windows, etc. growing up. He is 16 months younger than I am so I pretty much ruled his life FOREVER!! BWAAA HAAAA HAAA.
Oh yeah, where was I?? Oh, I was supposed to say something sweet…..Mmmmm….. still thinking….Oh Yeah, so very thankful for all the wonderful friends and family in our lives this time of year. I hope everyone has a wonderful Holiday season. May the Force be with you!!
Ha… you were supposed to make a list for Santa. But that’s okay… sounds like you deserve to be on the Naughty List, after all you put your parents through.
But you’ve made up for it as a grown-up, so maybe St. Nick will give you a pass.
As a mom of a Lego-loving boy, I feel your pain. Actually, I do remember the unbelievable pain of going into his room in the middle of the night, barefooted, and stepping on those little buggers! At 14, almost 15 he is still asking for Legos for Christmas. Some things never change, and, for that, I am happy. Merry Christmas. You truly are blessed.
Thank you for this reassurance… I told Dillon that some of these Legos are for much bigger kids and he’ll get some of the stuff he’s asked for in the coming years. And sometimes I go on a Lego tirade and threaten to suck them up with the vacuum.
I’m glad your teen is still asking for Legos. That’s reassuring, too! Merry Christmas to you!
Here’s a fun link from Barnes & Noble today – a book about Lego obsession.
http://bnreview.barnesandnoble.com/t5/Reviews-Essays/The-Cult-of-LEGO/ba-p/6401
The cult of Lego! Yes, that sounds about right. Dillon saw a friend from school at WalMart yesterday and I heard the kid say, “I want every Lego in the whole world.”
This is VERY funny: “I want every Lego in the whole world.”
You should laminate that list and keep it.
I also had two boys who loved Legos and I also remember the pain of stepping on those little buggers – more than once. That, and the fact that it took FOREVER to get them all back into their buckets cause the boys had so many of time. 
Wow, between you and Andra I’ve gone back in time several times this week and such beautiful memories they’ve been. 
Happy Holidays!!!!!!!!!!
Lori, see above comment about Legos, the vacuum and threats! I know we’re making memories and it’s already bittersweet! Happy Holidays to you, Lori.
Yes, as the mother of 2 boys, we had legos scattered all over…they hurt like heck especially when you are trying to walk quietly into their room to kiss them good night w/o waking them up…
Santa always brought me one of the big ticket items I requested, then a bunch of little stuff I never thought to ask for but was always perfect (e.g. a set of 3 books about ancient Eqyptian life when I went through that phase, fuzzy socks with built in pockets for foot warmers, fruity chap stick). He did a really good job and I need to remember to thank him this year.
On my current list: pants that don’t droop off my hips but still fit around my growing tummy without making me feel like a sausage; Tums; a squishier pillow for between my knees; Tums; fruity chap stick; Tums.
We’re in the home stretch, Amber! Emphasis on stretch, I suppose. And thanks for playing and making your own Santa list.
There are a few things I know he wants that aren’t on the list… so it will be fun to surprise him.
Please, Santa, I hope I get to see lots of old and young friends over the Christmas season (hint, hint, hint).
Santa says that can be arranged.
I got my Christmas present…he’s sleeping in his crib right now
And mine is kicking like a linebacker!
One of my biggest Christmas wishes was having a getaway with a girl friend I miss because she moved. As I sit in the airport and type this comment, I am grateful to Santa MTM and Santa Mark (our husbands) for letting Melissa and me have this time.
Ohhhh! Fun fun fun. I am so happy for you.
Dear Santa, I want what Angie’s son wants because Lego’s are awesome and Star Wars Legos are even more awesome. Oh, and the BMW would be nice too.
Thanks Santa.
Merry Christmas Angie
I always knew I liked you.
Dear Santa,
Thanks for the gifts you’ve already given to me this year; reconnection with old friends, introductions to new ones, opportunities to recall old memories like the Legos (I think #2 son may still have some of his) and the recognition that I am truly where I need to be at this time in my life. There were a couple of things I saw in a catalog today, but I think the elves who serve my neighborhood have already done their Christmas shopping . . . Besides, you know that sign I liked? I can probably duplicate it without much effort, so its just fine by me if you slide right on by my chimney this year!
Hugs & Merry Christmas!
“the recognition that I am truly where I need to be at this time in my life.” That’s a good place to be… and I believe gratitude yields its own special gifts. And I’m so glad to know your second son may still be holding on to those Legos.
This was hilarious, Angie. I checked out the list on Amazon because I have a soon-to-be five-year-old grandson. Wow! Toys have gotten expensive. I still have some of the first round of Star Wars toys in my attic. My grandson found them last time they visited. That was fun.
My list is almost exactly like yours. Even the diamond earrings used to be on it, but I eventually got over those. Sometimes if you want something a long time and don’t get it, the want eventually goes away. A hot sports car would still be nice and a pot of lip gloss to apply at stoplights. Oh, I’m sixty-one now. I guess that wouldn’t attract anyone.
Do they even still have “pots” of lip gloss? That was the eighties. You were only a little girl then. Here I go. I’m babbling. You have a way of getting me to do that. 
and use smiley faces. It’s always fun over here.
Yes. Pots of lip gloss. Gimme two. Or ten. I’m not sure if you’re talking about those small “tubs” with the screw on caps… but I love those.
Your comment made my morning. So glad my online home makes you babble, dream about riding around in a convertible donning shiny lip gloss and use smiley faces.
You definitely contribute to the fun!
Angie, what a sweet post! My parents used to give us a Sears Roebuck catalog and they’d tell us that Santa had to be very careful since he was making toys of all the children, and that he didn’t want children to have too much and others nothing…so we had to make our our Santa list to equal no more than $50 (and that was back in the 1960s so that was pretty generous…) So, that’s what we did every season.
As for my letter to Santa? A sublime house in the mountains, a winning lottery ticket and a stack of awesome novels, and incredible good health for the rest of my life!
I hope your sublime house in the mountains has some guest rooms! And today I told my husband about how your parents handled Christmas… great story and equally great advice.
Love those handwritten lists to Santa! I hate Legos, personally — all those tiny, sharp pieces. The Roomba looks awesome. Who wouldn’t want a robot that vacuums by itself?!
All I want for Christmas is literary fame and fortune. Is that too much to ask Santa for?
In lieu of that, a new camera.
I think the elves are working on your list (all of it). And I knew you’d appreciate the Roomba reference… D is totally serious about that and believes it will make my life so much easier.