Mischievous Anticipation of the Solemnity

The Unpatriotic Workshop of Santa

While Thomas and I were playing monster trucks yesterday, I became momentarily distracted by the brown plastic bear that was lying on the floor beside me. It was included as a bonus gift in the Water Baby package that Rosemarie received from Santa last Christmas. (You're right - it's never been played with.) As i examined it, weighing its worth against the freed-up toy space bear's demise would create, Thomas noticed my diversion and asked,

"Mom? What are you doing?"

"I'm reading the label," I replied.

"Well, what does it say?" he inquired.

"It says, 'Made in China.'"

And with more disgust than a preschooler ought to exhibit, he remarked, "Mom, why does Santa have to go to China to buy toys?!"