1) “Daddy, Santa’s coming down the chimney chin chin!” or, Christmas lore with a dash of the 3 Little Pigs.
2) “Ho, ho, ho, who wouldn’t know.” This was the only line Reilly knew from the Christmas carol Up on the Housetop. It was endearing until we endured a long car ride with her singing nothing but that same line over and over.
3) In keeping with Reilly’s penchant for mixing musical genres, she started singing the song Bingo with the letters S-A-N-T-A exchanged. This was equally cute in short spans and excruciating when the song got stuck in my head for half a day.
4) For weeks, we had told Reilly that she couldn’t open her presents until Santa came. A few days before Christmas, Reilly said, “When Santa comes, he’s going to open my presents, and mommy’s presents, and daddy’s presents.” I guess she took the concept a little too literally.
5) I don’t know if all children are able to remember everything at this age, or if Reilly is gifted in her sense of recall, but Shawn and I need to say something just once and she will remember it. Names, events, it’s all the same.
Reilly is obsessed with manger scenes, so the other day we walked her to St. Pauls to see a manger, but there wasn’t one there, though there was an outdoor statue of Mary. Reilly quietly sat in awe of the large statue, and at that moment, Shawn bent down and said to her, “Mary gave you to me.”
Fast forward to the next day, at yet another manger scene downtown by the marina. Reilly looked at Shawn and said, “There’s Mary, mommy. She gave me to you.”
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