Monday, December 15, 2014

Trashy Shorts: Visiting Santa

The other night on the way home from pictures with Santa, my kindergartener asked if he could borrow my phone to play games. 

“Sure,” I said, handing it back to him.

A few seconds later, I heard the beep signaling that Siri had been contacted, followed by this request:  “I need the phone number for Santa immediately.”

My kids are constantly doing things that remind me of one of the reasons I write this blog--because that particular Siri request?  I want to remember it for the rest of my life.  It may not seem like it sometimes because of my blunt sense of humor, but I promise I have a sappy-ass heart, and that request from my older son just about made it melt.

But I played it cool.

“You just talked to Santa, buddy,” I said from the front.  “Why do you need to call him?”

“Oh, there are a few changes that I need to make to my list,” my son replied.

“Oh.  Well, what did you tell him that you wanted?” I asked, hoping to get a few ideas.

“A bunch of stuff,” my son said.  “I hope I get it all, because I might have been too honest.  When he asked if my brother and I had been good this year, I told him that we were kind of in the middle.  Like, middle-ish.”
If I were Santa--which I'm not, but if I were--I would get him a little something extra for his honesty. 


  1. Hahaha middleish. My parental goal is middleish! You can't ask for more than that! I can't anyway.

  2. He definitely gets brownie (candy cane?) points for honesty!

  3. So did Siri give him Santa's number? In as much as Santa can see you when you're sleeping and when you're awake, and he knows if you've been bad or good, I think he was just testing your son to see if he would be honest. If your son lied and said he had been good all the time, Santa would know he was lying, and give him a LUMP OF COAL!