Ok, let it go!!!

We thought that we were doing such a good job leaving notes from Santa and Rudolph. Boy were we wrong. On Christmas morning Griffin jumped out of bed to see his toys, only to quickly be distracted by this:



He was overcome, not with excitement as we had hoped. He was angry, very angry. He cried " dolph me appale!" (that's Rudolph ate my apple in Griffin talk)and "ho-ho me malk" (Santa drank my milk) He almost could not enjoy his gifts. We quickly removed the evidence hoping he would forget.

Every morning with milk and snack with an apple, he is still bitter.



FIN,let it go,it's been two weeks buddy. I have a feeling he is going to hold a grudge like his dad.