My son wants a plastic pie for Christmas.Literacy Weblog)
Our toy kitchen has one plastic pie, but my son Peter wants another one, so that he and I can pretend to have a pie fight like the one in The Great Race. He has asked Santa on two different occasions (once at church, once in the shopping mall). It’s an odd request, but since it involves me, very sweet. (Ugh… I didn’t plan that pun. Sorry.)
Peter noticed that the second Santa had a different face, voice, costume, and beard than the first one. I’ve let Leigh handle all the Santa questions. Since I was the youngest of three siblings, I don’t really remember ever seriously believing in Santa Claus; since Leigh was the oldest of three, she remembers trying to keep the secret for the benefit of her brothers.