Deck the Halls

I dread becoming a mother only because I have a sneaking suspicion it will be ALL I WRITE ABOUT. This is the first time I’ve written about my nephews, but the amount of material they offer my sister is truly staggering. My sister has two sons – Nicky and Marco, ages 7 and 9, respectively. Sadly, I think this will likely be the last year that Marco believes in Santa, although you never know. Mercifully, he’s the polite, thoughtful sort of kid who won’t insist on ruining it for his younger brother.

Last night, my sister reported that the two boys sat down to write their letters to Santa. Marco was concerned with simply listing items as he felt it sounded rude and demanding. Ann suggested perhaps he soften the letter with some polite introductory language, such as, “Dear Santa, I’ve been pretty good this year, so if you think it’s okay, I’d really love to offer some suggestions…”

Marco’s ironic interpretation:

Dear Santa, I’ve been perfect this past year, so I really deserve the following items: a Nintendo DS, etc. etc. And another thing, while I’m at it, actually. Since I’ve been so good, I would like an actual digital VIDEO camera, since I broke my digital camera, which also took videos. And anything else you can think of you can throw in there for me. Love, Marco XX.

3 comments December 17th, 2005