A WISE LITTLE MAN
The older kids had all hung their stockings carefully so Santa could fill them. My youngest child hung his tiny sock between the others, stood back to take a look and disgustedly said, "That's not fair! Theirs is bigger than mine!"
I explained that one day his stocking would be bigger too, and went about cleaning the house.
Not long after I heard my oldest son call, "Mom, you better get in here." I dropped the dishrag in the sink and dragged myself in to see what was going on. Mike stood looking up with a silly grin on his face while Shawnie stood with his hands on his hips and a very satisfied look on his as he looked up to where the stockings were hung.
I followed their gaze and nearly fell on the floor laughing when I saw that my wise little son had nailed a pair of my pantie hose up for Santa to fill.
Yes, this really happened. About thirty years ago. Some things we do not forget.
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I explained that one day his stocking would be bigger too, and went about cleaning the house.
Not long after I heard my oldest son call, "Mom, you better get in here." I dropped the dishrag in the sink and dragged myself in to see what was going on. Mike stood looking up with a silly grin on his face while Shawnie stood with his hands on his hips and a very satisfied look on his as he looked up to where the stockings were hung.
I followed their gaze and nearly fell on the floor laughing when I saw that my wise little son had nailed a pair of my pantie hose up for Santa to fill.
Yes, this really happened. About thirty years ago. Some things we do not forget.
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