So GP goes out w/ Gino and comes home in a flurry of absolute delight; he is giddy with excitement and just looking at him I think he is looking more and more like a cat who has just eaten the Tweety Bird. After a bit of prompting he spits the bird out...
GP:"I talked to HIM!"
Mom: "Who is HIM?"
At which point he is stimming , he is flapping like a bird about to take flight, and smiling so much I could not see his eyes. He is so excited I just could not help being excited for him. He continues his retelling of this adventure. He tells me he told HIM; he told HIM what he wanted for Xmas. Then I ask him," And what DO you want for Xmas?" To which he says, "NO! I already told HIM!" and he leaves me standing there, holding his coat, while he proceeds to pick up his dog and go straight upstairs to his room. LOL! I ask Gino, "What did he say to Santa?" and Gino, in typical male fashion says, "I dunno!", to which I reply, "That's not good!"
Let the holiday guessing game begin! LOL!