Any time we see Santa’s list in a book or a store decoration, Hazel checks to see if her name was on it. We’re at a place today that has a Santa, but the wait is 4.5 hours so we were telling her we might not make it.
She was looking really worried even though we reminded her that she’d already talked to Santa.
She said, "but I need to ask him a question. "
Us : "what? "
H: "I want to ask him if he has another list, one with my name on it… "
We took the girls for the long promised and long overdue ear piercing, and then for some nice indian food after.
Hazel had a poetry assignment for school. They had to create a book with a certain number of different styles of poems, including haikus, cinquain, diamante, ballads, ode, and elegy.
We did Tuesday tacos, and Margot was playing with my phone while we waited. She said she was trying to look mysterious.
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