Christmas Eve

Clark has really gotten into Santa this year. When we were at our ward church party, Santa came to visit. I asked Clark what he was going to ask Santa to bring him, and he said emphatically "A Sticky Fat Hand!" Clark was originally introduced to the "Sticky Fat Hand" when he received one at a Primary party and all the children got little take home gifts from Oriental Trading. One of those was what Clark termed a "Sticky Fat Hand", you know those small hands that you throw against the wall time and again until they inevitably get disgustingly gross or it falls apart? Yeah those. So that is apparently what Clark wanted more than anything else in this world for Christmas this year. I think Santa was definitely willing to accommodate that request.

We spent Christmas Eve at our friends the Beck's, and when we came home, we hurried and threw some cookies in the oven to leave for Santa. We made some hot chocolate, which Clark asked if he could have some of Santa's and we said we didn't think he would mind if he had a few sips, and we put some celery out on the plate for the reindeer. Clark wrote a letter to Santa and drew a picture with presents to say thank you for bringing them, and then it was time for bed! When we told Clark Santa would come down our chimney to leave the presents, he said "But Mom! Santa is too BIG!"

Smarty Pants.