Saturday, December 03, 2005

A flying horse please.


Claire and I were reading Christmas stories today while Jane and Oliver were sleeping. Claire popped the question:
“Mom, what should I ask for Christmas?”
I told her she needed to write Santa Claus a letter and tell him. She looked at me as serious as could be and said:
“OK, but what should I ask for?”
I said:
“You can ask Santa for anything you want, I guess.”
Then without skipping a beat, and even before I ended my sentence as witty and clever as Claire is, said to me:
“I want a flying horse”
A flying horse?