Chimney
In the car this morning Madison and I were having a discussion about chimneys. Random I know but she is 5 and sometimes conversations are just completely odd. So we were talking about the other houses in our neighborhood having or not having chimneys. I told her that there is a chimney on our house because we have a fire place. Then she got to this-
M: "Our fireplace is behind the tv. (read: we have the tv in front of it to block the kids from it and it is not like we use it here in hot ass Florida) It is a good thing we don't celebrate Christmas and celebrate Chanukah because Santa couldn't come down our chimney to bring us presents. He would get stuck behind our tv because he is too big." Then a LONG PAUSE. "And anyway, he would scare me coming in the house while I was sleeping. I don't even know him. Scary stuff".
See, this has always been something I thought of. We tell our kids that this mysterious man comes in the house at night and that it is okay because he has presents. Ummmm...... no thanks.
M: "Our fireplace is behind the tv. (read: we have the tv in front of it to block the kids from it and it is not like we use it here in hot ass Florida) It is a good thing we don't celebrate Christmas and celebrate Chanukah because Santa couldn't come down our chimney to bring us presents. He would get stuck behind our tv because he is too big." Then a LONG PAUSE. "And anyway, he would scare me coming in the house while I was sleeping. I don't even know him. Scary stuff".
See, this has always been something I thought of. We tell our kids that this mysterious man comes in the house at night and that it is okay because he has presents. Ummmm...... no thanks.
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