The Christmas Story: A Pogo Stick

Sweet P, Christmas morning, digging the magnetic darts from Uncle Greg....

(Pretend its just late December...)

So, the Little Man had a lovely holiday season.  He wrote a lengthy letter to Santa this year, with detailed descriptions of his desires:

A dog.

A mouse for his cat (Danda).

A car.  A real car.  That goes invisible and can drive on the city streets.  And can morph into a submarine.  It should have a special seat for his cat (and future dog) and a nice little spot for his cat's mouse.

In desperation, I asked if there were any items, something typically found in an elves' workshops, say?

Oh, yeah.  He wanted a Pogo Stick.  But one that bounces better than the grown-up kinds.  

Phew ;)

So, the child left out cookies and milk under his over-decorated ficus tree.  And awoke to find a pogo stick.  

In a definite detour from Christmases past, he didn't try and pry the Santa story wide open.  Perhaps he felt my new determination to lie through my teeth for the greater good.  After declaring last year that he wanted to believe, I was sure the hell going to make good on that this year.  And, as I actually tossed those cookies in the trash and the soury-warm milk down the drain, it was not a complete lie when I promised I had not been the one to eat the cookies and drink the milk....

Granted, a Pogo Stick is not the world's wisest gift to a child residing in a fourth floor flat....  But, as we have the world's kindest neighbors, they indulged the child in an afternoon of thunderous practicing.  The subsequent snow-storm has derailed his hopping hopes, but come this spring, he'll be ready...

His comment at the end of this video seriously cracks me up.  Talk about a positive freakin' outlook....  "Didn't quite make it..."

That night, Seth and Alicia joined us for a low-key dinner (the full family fandango being the following night) and play.   The child was, as always, in heaven with them.  My camera battery died pretty immediately, and the phone couldn't handle the low-light, but I loved watching P and Seth play at human jungle gyms.... After, of course, bow-hunting BB....