Charlie has the perfect mixture of Mommy's quirkiness and Daddy's facial expressions. My child lives to make people laugh. Between dancing, telling stories and making funny faces Charlie has the ability to draw the attention of everyone in a room. Once all eyes are on him he has a the ability to hold your attention and keep you waiting for his next performance. He provides hours of entertainment for free.
So what is the one thing that brings joy and happiness to Charlie? Most of you would say "Trains!" That was true until we received a call from Paw-Paw this evening. We often receive calls from Paw-Paw, Nana, Maw-Maw P, Poppy and Mi-Mi saying "I have something for Charlie!" It must be rough being the only grandchild at the moment.
We arrived at Paw-Paw and Nana's to find a Santa Claus as tall as Charlie moving around and holding Christmas lights. Charlie lit up brighter than Paw-Paw's Christmas tree covered with his beloved jumbo bulbs. Somebody wants to be the Clark Griswold of the neighborhood.
After checking out Santa for a few minutes Charlie began moving him around the room to show him off to everyone. He told Santa all about his elf on the shelf, what he wanted for Christmas and even played the piano with him. I wish that I would have taken video of that.
The show that we witnessed was the cutest thing that we have ever seen. Who would have thought that a $25 mechanical Santa Claus would have provided so much entertainment. I think that Charlie began to believe that it was a real person. He continued babbling to him and moving him around the room. Santa Claus is currently creepily watching Charlie sleep from the perch of my night stand. I don't know? That's where he wanted him.
A few minutes before we left Paw-Paw and Nana's Charlie knocked Santa over unintentionally. Everyone in the room gasped and said "Uh-oh!" Charlie frantically grabbed Santa to pick him up and return him to his upright position. You could see the terror in Charlie's eyes as they began to well up with tears. He was convinced that he just killed Santa Claus and he was not going to get any presents for Christmas. Charlie began sobbing and buried his face in my shoulder. It was the sweetest yet funny thing I have ever seen.
You do not realize how sweet and innocent a child is until they knock Santa Claus to the floor. After several minutes of uncontrollable sobbing we were able to reassure Charlie that it was an accident and he would still be on the nice list. What a traumatic experience for a two year old. Santa falling to the floor because you knocked him over a week before Christmas.
Charlie did lay right down for bed tonight since Santa was watching. Maybe I can use this animatronic Santa to my advantage all year.
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