Dear Sheepie and Frog Prince,
Today on the drive home from Nana and Papa's house, I have to admit I was spying on your conversation. You see, sometimes I do this. I can't help but listen to the interesting and funny little things that you say to one another. I hope you don't mind.
I just wanted to let you know that you are right. Christmas is full of magic.
And no, Sheepie, Santa will not come until you've fallen asleep. It's the law. But yes, Hobbsies can stay up to talk to him for you.
But most importantly, I want to you know that no matter what those, "big kids" tell you; there is still magic everywhere.
Santa is real and I hear his sleigh bells every Christmas.
Sometimes, if you're lucky and you wish hard enough that 'magical' first snow will happen on Christmas eve.
Yes, Frog Prince, my sweet heart, I do BELIEVE in faeries.
All you need to fly is a little faith, hope, and some pixie dust.
Yes, I DO still believe in Peter Pan. I promise that if he ever comes to our house I will neatly iron his shadow, and sew it back on for him, before you all fly off to Neverland.
And No, you never have to grow up.