So I’m driving down the road the other day with Harrison and his good buddy Sammy. They’re sitting in the back having an intellectual six-year-old conversation about Santa’s reindeer.
“Well, there’s Prancer and Dasher,” Sammy says.
“Yeah, and Rudolph!” Harry says.
“Of course! Plus there’s Donner…” Sammy says.
“And Fiction! And I think there’s one called Dancer…” Harry says, then immediately breaks into song, “You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Fiction…”
Gotta love Fiction, but watch out: you can’t believe anything he says.
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That kind of sucks and Fiction is my favorite reindeer too.
Only your kid. 🙂
Annie – I’m gonna kick your rear end for not just buying a new machine. For the price you paid you could get a great machine from Sears. I know, because I’ve ALMOST bought one every single month. (I haven’t because I don’t sew) And don’t get me goin’ about not listening to your gut instead of your Dave Ramsey checkbook.
For the love of all that is good & just, take out your voodoo doll of this chica & curse her armpits with the fleas of a thousand camels. Have Harrison kick you in the rear for me for not listening to your gut and THEN just go visit your local Sears.
I actually had to start singing the song to figure out which one was “Fiction.”
Hilarious! “you can’t believe anything he says.”
Great column! Now that you’ve had 2 sets of bad 2nd hand purchases (the washer, also;) you are going to have to look out for a 3rd one! I usually have good luck with buying things 2nd hand also . . . . . until recent past years that is all I had was 2nd-hand stuff . . . .
Fiction’s my favorite new reindeer! Brilliant kids, Annie.
That’s AWFUL about the sewing machine. I’m sorry that it’s been such a rough go of it lately. You’re way nicer than some people I know. My brother would have had her guts for garters. Though he would have looked silly in them.
The other day I read Ann Landers (yes, I’m 84) and some guy wrote in that his biggest pet peeve was that it was DONDER, not Donner. And she agreed, so I guess it’s true. Weirdos.
Haha. That’s way too funny. Kids are the coolest freakin’ people ever!