Esme left her computer and went downstairs - we were doing other things.. but she didn't come back. She was in her room, standing with the magic theatre box (a painted cardboard box with a door and a window cut in it) staring at it. She says she is waiting for Santa, he is coming with toys. I asked her when he is coming - she says she does not know, he is just coming, and she is waiting.
Mark and I walk out into the hallway, look at each other - which one of us is that? Where does she get this from? We have work on the extra atmospheric vehicle to do, today .. has she sensed that? I bought a roll of clearance wrapping paper out in town today... and she saw that the Santa blowup decoration outside my work was gone, now... she was a bit distressed by that fact. She has no true idea of 'time' yet - I've tried a few days ago to tell her it would be 'this many days' until Christmas. But instead she is standing in her room waiting for him today?
Other strange thing: She asked for a two pound dumbbell out of the exercise department for a toy, today - so she can be a girl that is very strong when she grows up to be a mama, and eats vegetables, and grows up very tall. It was pink... and she actually did have three dollars left on her gift card so it was something I said yes, to.