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What Adam Wants For Christmas
Gary Lehmann |
“I saw you cuddled up with Adam earlier on the sofa.
Did you ask what he wants for Christmas?” my wife inquired.
“He says he only wants one thing this year,
but I'm not sure we can get it for him.”
“What can a 5 year old think to want?”
“He wants an elf – a real one. Raising a finger of warning,
he made that very clear. It has to be real.”
“Did you ask him how he defines real?”
“Yes, he said you can tell an elf by his long pointy ears.”
“How tall is a real elf?”
“About 6 inches shorter than Adam.
Then I asked him What does a real elf do?
Whatever you ask him, daddy, he said impatiently.”
“Do you think he's trying to tell us we don't answer
his demands fast enough any more?
He needs his own personal slave.”
“Well, he looked at me with one of those blank expressions
as if I'd just fallen considerably in his estimation.
He could tell I was struggling.
My friend Nick has one—a real one, he offered.
I thought I'd cracked it now.
So where does your friend Nick live? I asked.
I thought we might call his parents to get the story.
Adam just looked at me again, sadly, and replied,
Elves live at the North Pole, daddy.
Now, what do we do?”
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