Pete-y was in the vase on our mantel this morning, but no one noticed, and we were half-way through breakfast before Jack screamed out, "Pete-y! Pete-y's here!" I started cracking up because I had totally fogotten that I put him out....ummm, I mean that Santa told me Pete-y would be here:)
Pete-y, the elf. Santa's helper/mom's bargaining tool
Jack: Mom, will you read me one more book?
Me: No, we've read all the books we're going to read tonight. It's bedtime.
Jack: NO! I want to read one more.
Me: Jack, really? Do you want to disobey Momma on Pete-y's first night here? What do you think he's going to tell Santa when he heads back to the North Pole tonight?
>>>Jack climbs into bed and when I ask him what we should pray for tonight, he says, "Pete-y."
1 comment:
Ha, so cute! Love the Petey Power!!!
Love you Jack! Love you Sam!
And love my creative baby Girl, too!
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