Love Story
Dear Maya Merry Christmas! We are with the princess and having so much fun! We went to see Santa (again) and to ride the carousel tonight. Her favorite ride is the unicorn with the pink ribbons, She is getting a carousel music box. There is something magical about carousels. I don’t think we ever outgrow them. She told Santa she wanted a dollhouse and “more books please” because she loves stories. We never outgrow wonderful stories………especially love stories. They are their own kind of magic.
K: I love hearing you read “The Night Before Christmas” in your British accent. It’s so fucking sexy
R: I never get tired of reading that story but you know what my favorite story is?
K: Does it begin with “In a galaxy far far away?”
R: ooooh. I do like that one but that’s not it
K: so what is it?
R: ours
K: our what?
R: our story
K: the story of us?
R: that’s the one. It’s my favorite. You want to know why?
K: let me guess. Because it’s a love story?
R: you’re one sharp cookie
K: you better go eat the cookies she made for Santa before the dogs get them
R: If I dress up like Santa will you sit on my lap so I can tell you a story?
K: are you serious?
R: is that a yes?
K what kind of story?
R: I dunno……..sit on my lap & let’s see what pops up
K. ??? wait SHUT UP. Are you trying to get on the naughty list?
R: If I’m lucky! And you better not pout I’m telling you why
K: lemme guess………..Santa Claus is coming?
R: Hopefully
K: omg. Can we ever have a conversation that is not about sex?
R: not on my watch
K: pfffffffffffttttt ok. Meet me under the mistletoe?
R: lucky for you I have it hung all over the house
K: Yeeeessssss I am so fucking lucky. Merry Christmas Santa. I love you
R: Merry Christmas Mrs. Claus. I love you more
So sweet Maya ‘Tis the season of whispered wishes and mysterious smiles and eyes twinkling. And magic. Santa’s on his way. It’s going to be OK.
Dec.2017