“Now, Dasher! Now, Unicorn! Now, Totoro, and Vixen! On, Comet! On Teddy! On, Scooby, and Tiger!"

Charlotte taped some paper together last night and called it her "sleigh." She then harnessed stuffed animals to the sleigh with red yarn. There are a few packages to give away as well.

It doesn't look much like Christmastime from my window at work.

But we're in the holiday spirit at home! "Ho Ho Ho!"

Christmas Eve at the Monson's House

We couldn't figure out why Charlotte wanted to leave Santa a plate of taffy and and a cold beer this year. She finally admitted she got the idea from Calvin and Hobbes:

I think cartoons like this have given Charlotte the idea that Santa doesn't exist. She's been hinting about that for awhile. 

Tonight she got upset that she didn't send Santa a Christmas list. The worried procrastinator quickly wrote one before bed. This gives me hope we have one "Santa is Real" Christmas left.

Translation:

Beanie Babies (a family friend recently gave her a load of them)

"Stop Reading" (Aimed at Daphne and I)

Squinkies

Hatchamals

Squishies

FlipaZoo

No clothes! (As a kid who hated trying on jeans, I get that)

$105 gift card to anywhere (?)

"Hey, stop looking at this note and don't drink the cold beer!" (Aimed at me, I believe)

Taffy and beer? If Santa is real, then this might be the reason he flies over our house without stopping.

This year I might like to receive squishes

Charlotte got to play on the computer with her grandpa during the Thanksgiving holiday.

I didn't know what they were working on, but later I spotted this on the laptop's screen.

That's a lot nicer than the note she left Grandpa in the bathroom.

Translation: "Move it! Out of the bathroom! So Long"

For teasing Grandpa, Charlotte was sentenced to doing house chores, which she seemed to enjoy.

FYI: Saint Nicholas, also known as Santa Claus, was born in an unknown month of 270 AD, so he would now be 1,747 years old