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Her Christmas Wish

Before I tell this story, I need to give you folks a bit of background info about Daybreak’s shall we say…suspicious nature. She has been asking if Santa Claus is really real since yesterday when one of the kids she goes to preschool with made her cry by yelling at her that there was no such person. Little brat. So when she asked if we could go to the mall for her to see Santa we were, needless to say, a bit surprised and a bit more confused. You would think we knew by now that we were in for craziness.

With my fingers slightly numb — from shopping bags, not the weather — me and Eva watched as Daybreak tentatively approached her goal. I would not have been surprised to find little beads of sweat peppered across her forehead. She stopped a few feet short and wide green eyes turned to me and her mom with a classic deer-in-the-headlights expression. She shook her head and ran back into Eva’s legs.

Eva: “What’s wrong Daybreak?”
Daybreak: “I’m scared.”
Me: “Of what?”
Daybreak: *mumbles*
Eva: “Speak up, I can’t hear you when you talk into your coat.”
Daybreak: “What if…what if he doesn’t like me?”
Me: “He’s Santa Sweetie, if he liked me as a kid then you are a shoe in for the nice list.”
Daybreak: “Really?”
Me: “Cross my heart and hope to drink milk.”
Daybreak: “I believe you. OK, I am going to talk to Santa.”

She frowns in determination and strides forward, looking as if she were marching to war instead of telling the mall Santa what she wanted for Christmas. Me and Eva can’t look at each other because we know we’d crack up laughing if that happened.

Santa: “So little miss, have you been a good girl this year?”
Daybreak: “I think so. Although my mommy says I’m per–pre–precoash…”
Santa: “Precocious?”
Daybreak: “Yes! Wow you’re smart Santa.”
Santa: “Why thank you.”
Daybreak: “You’re welcome. So since I’ve been good does that mean I get to tell you what I want?”
Santa: “Yes I do believe it does.”
Daybreak: “Goody. I only have one thing to ask you for…”

And this point she leans into his ear and starts whispering while looking back at us every few moments. Finally, she gets off his lap and heads over to mingle with the group of kids playing and sucking on free candy canes. Seeing as how Daybreak was the last child at the moment, the Santa waved us over.

Santa: “Do you know what she wanted?”
Eva: “Considering how she kept looking back at us, I’m assuming we’re involved somehow. But for the life of me, I don’t know.”
Me: “Me neither.”
Santa: “She told me that all she wanted was for her ‘Mommy’ and ‘Papa’, you two, to be with her on Christmas morning. She told me that if that happened, then she knew I really must be real.”
Me: “Since we planned on being together for Christmas that is no problem.”
Santa: “Good. Listen I’ve done this for about 15 years and I’ve talked to a lot of kids. The ones who don’t want some new toy or the like are few and far between. Don’t disappoint her.”
Eva: “We won’t. Merry Christmas Santa.”
Me: “Merry Christmas Mr. Kringle.”
Santa: “And a merry Christmas to you both as well. Remember, ‘he knows.'”

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  1. Vanessa Rogers
    December 12, 2008 at 2:41 AM

    How cute is she!!

  2. Maki
    December 12, 2008 at 4:27 AM

    Aww this post made me cry!!!! I need a tissue!!!

    She is so sweet and I hope she gets what she wishes for;)

    ps. Mr. Santa sound pretty cool, too!

  3. ExMi (expensive mistakes and cheap thrills)
    December 12, 2008 at 3:28 PM

    this gave me serious goosebumps….

    thanks for sharing! ๐Ÿ˜‰

  4. dmb5_libra
    December 12, 2008 at 7:49 PM

    awww, that was a sweet story, enough to warm my black scrooge heart ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. little miss optimist
    December 15, 2008 at 11:48 PM

    Aw that is just too sweet! She’s like one of those kids from the movies that you never see in real life…she’s wonderful!

  6. amindinmotown
    December 17, 2008 at 7:06 PM

    This would make a perfect 10-minute movie. Very “aww” worthy.

  7. EmmaP
    December 18, 2008 at 11:42 PM

    i really like this cute little story. like reading it right out of reader’s digest or something. how cute is that???

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