Yesterday Gunnar and I were setting up our tree. It is fake and as sad as I am about the missing real Christmas tree smell, I am thrilled with the ease of fake. And I have to add that our fake tree actually looks quite great as a fake. No obvious middle rod for us.
Anyway, a few little needles fall off the tree and Gunnar proceeds to pick them up. Then he comes up to me and pretends to give me a shot in the arm with one of them. Then he puts a pretend bandaid on me. As I am stringing lights around the tree, I can hear him talk to himself about how he is Santa's doctor. I ask him a question here and there to find out that Santa needs shots too. I asked if he is Mrs Claus' doctor too. He is said he was. I asked if she gets hurt. She does. She falls a lot and needs help. I asked if he helps the reindeer. Of course. Do they get hurt. They poke their eyes out so he puts a bandaid on them and a new eye grows back and then he takes the bandaids off. Okay...he also helps the elves.
Gunnar had me laughing. Conversations with 4 year olds can be funny and quite unpredictable.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Santa's Doctor
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2 clever remarks:
That is too funny. Where does he come up with this stuff?!
They have such good imaginations at this age!!!
When your music came on my twins started rocking out! H said I should come here all the time so she can dance!!
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