Let's hope he doesn't get just coal after all.
A few recent Christmas conversations to give you an idea.
Noah: can we ask cap'n and G to give me a bullet train since Santa's just bringinge coal?
Me: why is Santa just bringing you coal?
Noah: because I've been bad.
And after watching the polar express the other night we were talking about truly believing in Santa.
Me: Wesley, do you believe in Santa?
Wes: (in an adorable very high-pitched voice) No. I don't believe in big Santa.
Apparently Santa looked very big next to the elves and the children in the movie and Wesley was not convinced.
And here is the first time Noah has ever tried to draw a picture of a person - our elf on the shelf - for the back of the envelope.