Dear Santa's Helper at Brookwood Mall,
I hope you are having a peaceful, quiet Tuesday morning!
I wanted to thank you SO much for your generosity to my children last night. I know that they looked pretty cute in their matching red Rockathon shirts, and you just couldn't resist giving them a treat. You could have given them candy, or stickers, or maybe a coloring book and crayons. But you didn't. You went the extra mile, Santa's Helper.
You gave them whistles.
Oh you gave them a choice, yes you did. They could have picked a jingle bell necklace or a whistle. You are SO thoughtful and sweet to let them choose!
And Kevin and Keith...you remember them, right? The two 5 year olds who were dancing and wiggling and giggling and couldn't keep their hands off each other? Yes, those two. They were so musically inclined to choose whistles.
And now I get to hear the fruit of their musical efforts this morning as they blow them incessantly. Incessantly, I tell you dear sweet Santa's Helper at Brookwood Mall.
I want to thank you also for adding to my sanctification this morning.
There is nothing like an ear-piercing, deafening, incessant shrill to help sanctify me. Oh and not just me, but all children in my home over the age of 11.
So thank you again, Santa's Helper. From the bottom of my whistling heart to the top of my head with it's now-deaf ears.
A mom who is thankful for a basement play room and new rules which now state that all whistles must remain locked in that room!!!!!!