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Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Christmas on Staten Island

A neighborhood Santa came by to see the kids on Christmas Eve. Sam was rather non-plussed--Sam kept trying to engage Santa is a technical discussion about Star Wars. Joseph was polite, but kept a good two-foot distance from the man. (Maybe this is because last week Sam and I were discussing whether or not it would be cannibalism if Santa ate children, because he is a jolly elf, not a human. This was the same discussion in which we were trying to figure out if being attacked by a vampire bear was more or less awful than being attacked by a plain bear.)

Because we already had "Christmas" two days ago, while all the other kids in America were shredding wrapping paper around the tree, I woke up to find my kids playing chess at the foot of our bed.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Shit, poor santa.