My nieces Kate and her big sister Gina.
Kate is eight or nine years old, but she is five to me. I do not want her to be any older, ever. I do not want to grow older either, but if I had my way my nieces and nephews would stop aging right now. I love their antics, their voices, their laughter... their thoughts. Childhood is a wondrous creative force isn't it?
My brother Zane bought ONE DIRECTION concert tickets for all seven nieces plus two more tickets one for himself and another for me. I cannot wait for next July, just to see my nieces cry, scream, sing a long, possible faint when they see the band members. It will be entertaining to say the least.
The other night while having dinner with my brother Mark and his family. Mark and his wife Diane have four children, Kate is the youngest. While at dinner Kate announced that she knew what she wanted from Santa Claus. We looked at her with anticipation. She said that while she was on the computer she found out that at a concert you could have a ticket called a "back stage pass". That the back stage pass entitled you to meet the band, talk to them and sit in front. Kate went on, "I want Santa Claus to bring me a One Direction back stage pass."
Mark looked at his wife Diane, Diane gave me that look that says, "Great, now what?", George their son looked at his parents with a giggle, and the two older girls could be seen licking their lips at the prospect of asking for the same thing.
I quickly added that since Uncle Zane had already bought her a ticket, that if Santa Claus brought her a back stage pass then she would not sit with us, and Uncle Zane would be disappointed. She shrugged her shoulders as if to say, "Oh no." Then with a quick calculation that only a child can do with such logic, she sighed, "Oh well... I guess Santa Claus can bring me a Pink Fluffy Unicorn instead."
Hum...
A Back stage pass to One Direction
or a
Pink Fluffy Unicorn.
That is neiher simple nor inexpensive, maybe their is an advantage to growing up... at least for Santa Claus.
