Welcome to the World, Rudolph!

So, driving to school last week, I asked Sophie what she wanted for Christmas. Before she could answer, I told her I wanted to know just the ONE special thing that she wanted more than anything else. She thought and thought for at least 10 minutes. Not a word. Finally I said she could tell me two things if one was too hard. A few minutes later, she pronounced, "A talking Rudolph the reindeer".

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While I quickly counted my blessings that her one desire wasn't like a stereo system or Wii or her own moonbounce, I couldn't keep myself from saying, "Really? That's the one thing you want? Don't you think your big gift should be something you play with for a long time, not just at Christmas?" She sighed a big 5 year old sigh and said "Really, Mommy. I WILL play with it always- not just at Christmas."

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Well, we'll see about that!

I went home that day and googled "talking Rudolph" or something like that. I got a million and a half hits, and the first 50 were all over the map. I had no idea what talking Rudolph she was hoping for. Minor panic set in, and I began asking around to see if other mothers had heard of this mysterious talking reindeer. Nope.

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I have been having some heartburn over this issue for days. This weekend I happened to be sitting on the couch while Sophie was watching TV. A commercial came on, and she jumped up and shouted, "There HE is!!!!"

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We watched the advertisement with glee, and today I set off for Build-A-Bear workshop right after I drove Sophie to school. I stuffed her Rudolph and gave him a heart and a wish, then I couldn't resist buying the sleigh driver outfit and the hat/scarf set pictured. And the Rudolph song insert. Who knew that birthing a reindeer could be so fun?

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$50 later (yes, FIFTY), my child will have her Christmas dreams come true. Priceless.

What are your munchkins hoping that Santa will leave under the tree?