Oh my gosh...the secret is out.
Quentin finally asked if I was Santa. I told him the truth.
It's kind of sad and kind of a relief all at the same time.
He's so proud of himself for figuring it out.
He does have one lingering question..."Wait! Who is that calls us every Christmas Eve pretending to be Santa?"
Ha! I'm going to keep that secret for a while...It's killing him not to know. :0)
3 comments:
Uh, Uh...I know. Poor baby. I remember when I found out. It is sad. Oh well, we all live through it and come out okay. Santa will probably call again next Christmas too. Mom
That is the end of an era! He's growing up now. He'll be driving before you know it!
Hee hee hee,
Aub
Oh, I am so sad! I dread the day when Garrett asks that question.
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