OR The Resolution to the Santa Dilemma.
So this.... this was the time on the clock when child #2 was woken up by her big sister. Yes, we sent Breanna in to get Brooke. She just kept kept repeating Santa, dollhouse, blah, blah, blah. Can't see my toys, yada, yada, yada. With not even a peep about that box in the garage. This parental torture lasted for roughly half an hour until we exhaustedly (is so a word spell check!) gave in.
Then before the sun even thought of rising Breanna and I were dressed and out side to ride the very dangerous against my better judgement Ripstick she got from the big man himself. And no that's not snow, it's just a drizzling rain. But it looks cool, doesn't it? Note the neighbor's lights are still obviously illuminated in the wee morning hours.
And never again has anyone spoken of the friggin big ass dollhouse box in the garage. It has been completely and forever forgotten. And mommy didn't ruin Christmas. But there's always next year!
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I'm so glad it worked out . . . wht Christmassy joy your pictures show.
Jenn @ Juggling Life said...
December 26, 2008 at 11:11 PM
Aww!
Anonymous said...
December 26, 2008 at 11:43 PM
Great pictures and WOW are you nice parents. We threatened our kids (MERRY CHRISTMAS!) - they could go down and check stockings at 7:15 but no one should be knocking on our door before 8:00.
I'm glad the belief is still strong at your house. :D
stephanie said...
December 27, 2008 at 2:11 AM
Parents are incredible. I bow to your parental excellence
:-)
Prohomemaker.Com said...
December 27, 2008 at 3:40 AM
So glad it all worked out in your favor...you were worried sick about it as I would be too. Great lie, I mean story to cover your tracks.
You should have said it snowed in your neighborhood...and only by your house on Christmas morning.
Great pics!!!
Busy Bee Suz said...
December 27, 2008 at 9:22 AM
I still have the box, covered by a blanket, and locked in the computer office until DH can sneek it out without perceptive eyes and ears following him! LOL!
It never made it out as I finished assembling the house at 1:30 in the morning....
Merry Christmas! Love the joy in the pictures!
Farmer*swife a/k/a Glass_Half_Full said...
December 27, 2008 at 1:51 PM
That's great. I'm glad it worked out and she got another year as a believer. Everything changes when they cross over!
Carri said...
December 27, 2008 at 3:42 PM
That was a close one. So glad she still believes. It's just too much fun!
jlo said...
December 28, 2008 at 5:13 PM
Thanks for the Paul Harvey-esque finish to the story.
You did good, mom! :)
PS: I like the paint colors in your living room.
Anonymous said...
December 28, 2008 at 11:53 PM
YAY! Glad it all worked out . . . and that "the magic" is still alive and well in her little brain :-)
Anonymous said...
December 30, 2008 at 12:56 PM
Great save! My brothers are 16 and 14, long past the age of believing in Santa. They STILL get up at 5 am on Christmas morning. Lol.
Tink said...
January 6, 2009 at 2:03 PM