With a pen in her little hand, my daughter meticulously flipped through the pages, circling her few, yet precise, selections.
As she reached the final page and closed the book, I asked her what she thought she might ask Santa for this year.
“A racetrack,” she said.
She flipped to the page where she had drawn a perfect circle around her greatest wish.
What I saw was plastic…a toy that would undoubtedly break by Christmas afternoon.
What she saw was magic.
I nodded and listened to her tell me how amazing it was and how she planned to ask Santa for just one thing so that she would increase her chances of getting her racetrack.
Weeks went by and I hoped that she’d forget about it and move on to something else.
I wrote last week about what I wanted to buy for her this year.
And a $60 racetrack wasn’t on it.
Today, at a holiday party, adult after adult asked her what she asked Santa for.
“A racetrack,” she said, “and that’s all.”
So now, how do we not buy her the one thing that she asked for, even if it’s not what we want to buy her?
Has this ever happened to you? What did you do?
Words of advice are welcomed!