My Christmas List

Since Anna started reading herself she doesn’t usually want us reading books to her before bed anymore. Instead we talk or, more recently, write things with her or watch her write in her little spiral notebook. Sometimes she draws pictures. Sometimes we play hangman. Sometimes she writes stories or lists.

This week it’s been Christmas lists. She wrote one for herself (Barbies, Littlest Pet Shop toys, a fuzzy sweater). She wrote one for her stuffed cow (hay, hay, fuzzy sweater). She wrote one for Carlo (seventeen Bakugans; fuzzy sweater). Not sure where she got the idea that everyone wants a fuzzy sweater, but I probably need to go to the store tomorrow and get her one.

Tonight she decided to write one for me, so as I sat next to her in her bed, she asked me what I wanted.  I decided to be Super Dad and say “I just want to be with my family.”

Anna protested.  “No, daddy, we have to write something for Santa to bring you.” I didn’t want to offer up anything real because then she’d just bug Carleen to go out to the store and buy it for me.  So I said “I can’t think of anything I want.  How about you just write what you think I want.”

So she did. And the first four items she put on it were “beer,” “wine,” “a sandwich,” and “fuzzy sweater."  Then she drew a picture of a Christmas tree with all four of those things underneath it and the words "for Daddy” above it.

If you’re looking for me this Christmas, I’ll probably be talking to Children’s Services.

Craig Calcaterra

Craig is the national baseball writer for NBCSports.com. He writes about things other than sports at Craigcalcaterra.com. He lives in New Albany, Ohio with his wife, two kids, and many cats.

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