Dear Santa from a mother...

If your kids are grown, then it will bring back memories, if they are small you will relate right away
It's a wonderful read....


 Dear Santa,

  I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my

children on

demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor and sold sixty-two

cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school

playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out over several

Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on

the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when

I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes:

I'd l ike a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple,

which

I already have), shoulders that don't hurt, and that do not flap in the

breeze, but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy

aisle in the grocery

 store.

    

I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the fifth month of my

last pregnancy.

    

If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint

resistant

windows and a radio that only plays adult music, a television that doesn't

broadcast any programs containing talking animals, and a refrigerator with a

secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.

    

On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, 'Yes,

Mommy' to

boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three

pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.

    

I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting 'Don't eat in

the

living room' and 'Take your hands off your brother,' because my

voice seems

to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be hear d by the

dog.

    

If it's too late to find any

 of these products, I'd settle for enough

time

to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of

eating food warmerthan room temperature without it being served in a

Styrofoam container.

    

If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten

the

holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable?

It will clear my conscience immensely. It would be helpful if you could

coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if

they were the bosses of an organized crime family.

    

Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is calling and my son saw my feet under

the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back. Have a safe trip

and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so

you don't catch cold.

    

Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave

crumbs

on the

 carpet.

    

Yours Always,

MOM

    

P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my

children young enough to believe in Santa.

    

*Santa has asked that this gets passed on to all the mommies you know

    

    

    

    

Thanks for sharing, Sher. Here's a short return note I just found. ;)

Dear Mom,
I have no idea how many wishes Santa will grant you, but I just wanted to say that despite the difficulties of being a mother, enjoy each day because all too soon, they'll be gone...along with your children.
Love,
One of Santa's Elves

That is so so true....I loved the response! Thank you Mary.
I will once again spend Christmas alone as everyone is having Christmas at their houses and then we will have ours the weekend after....Growing old sucks!  We are always open to shifting dates so that we all can be together....That is the purpose of this anyway!
.

No one should be alone on Christmas! If you want to drive to Winfield, you could join us for Christmas dinner (usually around lunch time). :)
Blessings,
Mary

Thanks for the offer! My kids all say...Come on over, but they need their family times with their children, so I am a big girl and can find things to do.....I may get to go help Mrs P by bariactric sitting until her hubby can make it. I would love to be there for her. I am waiting to see what I can do to help her....So maybe I will be busy afterall....Thanks again though Mary.

Sherry

How cute, thanks for sharing..

Sheila