I knew this day would come. They are Santa obsessed. Sure, they don't want to go sit on his lap, but it's all Santa Santa Santa. A few weeks ago, Lola told me she wanted a guitar from Santa. She picked it out at ToysRus: small, red, fire streak. Yep. That SCREAMS Lola. So, the next day she asks "Have I been bad?" As I was about to answer "You think?" (imagine house hunting for 2 hours with hyper 3 year olds...that's right), I decided to ask the 3 year old mantra "WHY?" She responds that Santa "no bring me my 'dittar' and was no bad" Trying to contain my laughter, I explained that he wouldn't be bringing it until Christmas. To which, darling Lola exclaimed, "Well, he needs to hurry up, cause I need to make some music."
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