Christmas Wish

You may remember, my sweet little Emma was a dragon for Halloween. She wasn't ferocious, I even put a bow on her head and another one on her tail, but still, she was a dragon. One little boy in her preschool class told his mom, "Emma was a mean dragon, but she sure is a nice girl."

I'm not sure where this has all come from, but lately she is really loving dragons and also dinosaurs. She's obsessed. She plays with them all day long, even in the tub. Dinosaur Train is her favorite cartoon. All of the toys she has selected from the toy catalog for Christmas ideas follow this same theme. The other day we were at a craft store and she found a dinosaur puppet. It's huge, almost half as tall as she is. You can put your hands in the mouth to make it appear as if it's alive. Wow! You should have seen her eyes light up. All of the other things she's been asking for have taken a back seat to this.
I think it's hideous. It's not cute, but it's what her little heart is set on. This afternoon she brought me a pen and paper and asked me to help her write a letter to Santa.


In case you can't read my hurried handwriting, it says:

Dear Santa,
Happy Christmas!
Can I please have the thing that I want?
Love Emma


What's a mom to do?

Don't worry, I went back today. Every time I think about it, it makes me chuckle.