Naughty And Nice
Two young boys,
Ages nine and five,
Went to see Santa
To request some toys.
Filled with excitement,
The younger boy asked
If he made the Nice list-
Could Santa tell him?
Santa informed big brother
He had been a good boy,
“You’re on the almost Naughty list”
He told the other.
This is not just any old poem…it’s a true story of what happened when my kids went to see Santa last week. When we work up the will to head to the mall for the Santa visit, we expect long lines, crying babies, and cranky parents. We didn’t expect to have our younger son’s spirit crushed.
First of all, I should clarify that I wasn’t there. Good thing, because I would have been tempted to set Santa straight.
I know, I know, violence isn’t the answer, but when Jolly Old St. Nick makes your ‘baby’ cry, it’s hard to take the high road 🙂 It didn’t help that it took two days of reassuring before he quit crying whenever he thought about the “Naughty” list.
The fact that my older son gloated about being on the good list just salted my younger son’s wounds. I knew this had to be a case of mistaken identity. My younger son hasn’t been perfect by any means, but he wasn’t any worse than my older son.
Perhaps Santa should begin using retinal scans or finger printing to ID the children with whom he chats. The elves are pretty crafty; I’m sure they could set this up.
Maybe Santa should check his list three times instead of twice…and get a new set of glasses (most insurance plans allow for new ones every other year.)
Or it could be that Santa’s cell phone didn’t have real-time naughty and nice data. He might consider using a Naughty List tracker. Yep…there’s an app for that!
Do you have any Santa stories? What age do you think kids stop believing? Who would win a popularity contest – Santa or the Easter Bunny?