You know how, as a kid, when you go to your friends’ house, their toys are cooler than yours? Does that happen when you are an adult to?
That is, all the toys I see that Wee One does not have, I think are cooler, and I think I need to buy for her.
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You know how, as a kid, when you go to your friends’ house, their toys are cooler than yours? Does that happen when you are an adult to?
That is, all the toys I see that Wee One does not have, I think are cooler, and I think I need to buy for her.
Inspired by a letter to Santa from a 10 month old baby, this week I am imagining what my Wee One would like for Christmas.
Okay, only eight. But she’s only nine months, so to her, this is a lot. And In case anyone wonders, Santa will not be bringing her any of those things. Not because of any naughtiness but just because there are better things waiting. 🙂