dear santa, more binkies. sincerely the baby man chase ray

me: what is santa going to bring you 

when you leave your binky for him on christmas this week?

chase: more binkies.

this one is gonna be a rough one i think.
he's smart, that's for sure.
my other kids were all sold on the bike.
nobody has ever even THOUGHT to ask for more binkies.
chase's second choice for the binky trade is a lightening mcqueen race track.
i'm going to miss his binky.
it gets him in and out of the shower.
it gets him into the car to get max from kindergarten when i'm in a pinch.
it lets me talk on the phone.
it basically gives me any immediate response like a dead ringer every single time.
and while he's not napping anywhere but in the car on the way home from afternoon carpool,
i'm gonna miss it.
he's gonna miss it.
at least there's always the blue dog.
i just don't think that's gonna be enough to get him back into his bed at 6am when he wakes up to pee.
oh man.
i'm gonna miss that binky.
have i mentioned i'm gonna miss chase's binky???
well i am.
there,
i said it
again.

in other news...

the train is up as of this evening.

which means,

only 5 days left of the train being out.

but who's counting???

just sayin'

5 days and counting.

also, max is a super champ at putting stamps on christmas cards.

this year was quite the stretch to get them out.

i sure hope grandpa's christmas present makes it.

aye, yigh, yigh...we're coming in on the wire this time!

is that a saying?

or did i just make that up?
maybe halfway right?

you get what i'm saying.

dear santa,

please get my christmas cards off and grandpa's present there on time.

xoxo,

emiline