Last night I walked in the door carrying four three-foot tubes of Christmas wrapping paper in cute patterns. One has penguins on it and I’m sure my son will love it. Well, he noticed first thing. “Crap,” I thought, now he’ll know all the presents are for me and not Santa. Luckily, it doesn’t really matter this year since he just turned two, but next year I bet he’ll catch on. I have to be smarter.
As he gets older he notices more and is wise to my acts of deception – he can spot a single green pea with his eyes closed and still manage to spit it out. I’ll have to pay more attention and get organized earlier so that I can sneak everything in at night. Thank goodness we get a couple of years of practice to learn these important milestones of parenting.