These aren’t their actual lists, but I know what they really
want.
Love Monster’s
Christmas List
- Smirker’s Pinky Pie train
set
- The neighbors recycling bin
(they drink lots of beer and use lots of toilet paper and I have crafts to
make!!!)
- The door to Narnia
- A puppy
- A penguin
- A train ticket to Ponyville
(one for Smirker too)
- Smirker to listen to me (Doesn’t
she know I’m in charge?) OR a robot version of Smirker. That will work too.
- An endless supply of ice
cream
- An endless supply of boxes.
All kinds. All sizes.
- A portal to get to Nama and
Napa’s house in Chicago
- A megaphone
- For Smirker to not leave me
to go into mama’s bed at night
- Scotch tape
- A classroom of my own.
- Fossils
- Snow
- All the nutcrackers
- For my clown show to go on
tour
- For Girl X at school to
smile at me
- Paper to write stories and
comics
Smirker’s Christmas
List
- Pinky Pie train set
- Candy
- To sleep in Mama’s bed
every night gripped to her like a little baby koala
- A crayon that doesn’t
scribble
- The God puppet from school
to do shows at my house
- Candy
- Bubble bath
- For Love Monster to not
drink my drinks “all gone”
- Toothpaste
- All the sparkle dresses
- For Mama to carry me around
upside down
- A portal to Nama and Napa’s
house in Chicago
- Candy
- To be able to sing without
anyone hearing
- A car. Not a kid fake
plastic car. Not a hot wheel. A real car.
- Make up (Again not that
fake stuff. The real deal.)
- Deodorant
- To Sleep in Love Monster's bed until I transfer to Mama's
- Candy
- Every color nail polish
- For everyone to understand
everything I say
- Candy
If they got everything on
this list, their life would be complete. I watch them. I know them. It’s funny
to know these little people almost as much as I know myself. And yet I know
they have secret sides that only they know. I treasure this transparency I feel
now, because I know there’s a good chance with half my genes that they will put
a wall up in a few years. And a year will come I won’t know their imaginary
Christmas lists. But for now… I know them pretty well. I treasure now.
Merry
Christmas, my lovelies.
