Naughty or Nice? This Jury’s Still Out.
I’m trying to decide if the kiddo deserves a present or a lump of coal this year, and my opinion’s changing about every 10 minutes. Here’s what he’s done, naughty and nice, to make me so confused:
Naughty: Approximately every two nights, he screams like he’s being murdered when it’s time for bed; I think it’s only a matter of days until a neighbor calls child protective services to check up on us.
Nice: We had so much fun making snowy owls out of pine cones and cotton balls:
Naughty: Sometimes he crosses his arms over his chest, sticks out his lower lip, and says “I’m not talking!” when the cashier at the grocery store says hi to him.
Nice: He says “I love you, Mommy” for no reason.
Naughty: He tells me I’m not his friend anymore and I need to leave the house RIGHT NOW!!! (Oh, how I wish I could sometimes…)
Nice: He pets the cat to see if he can make it purr.
Naughty: He pulls the cat’s tail because “he was watching me get dressed.”
Nice: He plays a board game with Daddy and “hopes Daddy wins.”
Naughty: He throws a tantrum when Daddy wins.
Nice: He’s THRILLED to see Gramma and Grampa when they come to visit.
Naughty: He’s less than thrilled (in fact, quite grumpy) when he realizes Gramma and Grampa are here to babysit so Mommy and Daddy can go on a date.
So Santa has some tough decisions to make regarding my little guy…I have a feeling he won’t get a lump of coal, but he’s probably also not going to get the giant remote-controlled robot that he asked for either! Whether he’s naughty or nice, though, I’m sure we will have a fabulous Christmas, and we hope you do too!