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	<title>Dinner without Crayons &#187; Santa</title>
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		<title>A Tale of Two Sisters</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 14:04:06 +0000</pubDate>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mornings are not our finest hour. Not by a long shot. Darling Hubby leaves by 6:30, a full 15 minutes before I begin to stagger around and a good hour before I wake the children. A typical morning involves numerous, increasingly menacing wake up calls, tears, recrimination and few epithets whispered under my breath.</p>
<p>So you can imagine my complete shock and awe this morning when Cat, 7, required only three wake-up calls. She then completely dressed herself, brushed her teeth, fed her fish and without being asked, fed the dogs and prepared breakfast for herself and her sister. I was dumbfounded. </p>
<p>&#8220;Cat, thank you so much for everything you did this morning,&#8221; I said. &#8220;You showed tremendous responsibility and thoughtfulness. Mommy really appreciates it.&#8221;</p>
<p>Cat beamed at the compliment and then said, &#8220;No problem Mom. You will probably be seeing more of this. I just realized Christmas is coming soon so I need to start acting more responsible.&#8221;</p>
<p>Ah. That explains it. The girls know that I email Santa every Friday with a weekly status report. Cat wants to be sure that the reports leading up to Christmas are glowing. I am both pleased with her strategy and slightly disappointed in the ulterior motive. But I will take easy mornings any way I can get them, so I decided to see if Tate was on board with this new plan.</p>
<p>&#8220;So what do you think Tate? Are you going to start to do lots of good and responsible things so I can include them in my weekly report to Santa?&#8221; I asked.</p>
<p>Tate scowled and shook her head. &#8220;No Mom. Duh! If he has read any of your reports this year, we all know I am getting coal so I am not going to worry about the rest of the year. I&#8217;ll just play with all of the stuff Cat gets.&#8221;</p>
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