So, last Sunday in mass there was a little boy who had this.....
Woody....well, mama makes a mental note that JG just MIIIIGGGHHHTTT want this for Christmas after....
Homily has just begun
JG: Mama that little boy has my woody, we need to get it back
Me: Buddy, we dont have a Woody like that, ours is little
JG: Mama, I need a new Woody because mine is missing a leg (this is true)
Me: JG no talking in Church
JG: But but but but but (stuttering stage) thats my Woody and I WANT IT!!
Me: shhhhh Christmas is coming lets ask Santa, but Santa only brings toys to good listeners
JG: But but but but but but but but That boy took my Woody!!!!
This commentary repeated about 20 times in the next 5 minutes....
Then yesterday morning
JG: Mama remember that boy who had Woody in Church
Me: Yes buddy
JG: We need to find out where that little boy lives, so Santa can take his Woody and give it to me.
Logic of a 3 year old.
Have already been scouting Woody's, even though it was explained 1000 times that Santa Might bring one, but it will definitely not be the little boy in church's. Santa doesnt steal from other kids....he makes toys....right??
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