The Spirit of Christmas

Today I have been really tired all day. Connor and I cuddled up and watched Flintstones Christmas. After the movie was over I didn't want to get up. I told Connor to go play with Aaron and I was going to rest on the couch.

Connor started on a mission. He knew what he wanted to do. I lay on the couch basically oblivious to what he's doing and a little annoyed every time he needed something I'd have to interrupt my resting to answer. He said he needed to make a bell. I told him to stick some things inside an empty water bottle. He shoved an eraser inside a small waterbottle he found and was satisfied with that. He grabbed the santa hat he wore to school earlier and put it on. Then he grabbed a bowl from the kitchen and quickly grabbed his shoes. I told him he couldn't go in the front yard but he could play in the backyard. He said he had to go in the front yard.

This is what he said,

"You don't have any money Mom, so I want to make money for you. I'm going to be like the santas in front of the stores and ring my bell so people give me money that I can give to you"

I was speechless.