I forgot to post this story so I'm doing it now because I don't want to forget any details.
Donny woke me around 2:30 in the morning Christmas. I could hear him calling me from his bedroom. I found him sitting on his bed, "I've been calling you mama. I have to go to the bathroom. I didn't want to wander about because if Santa sees me he won't bring me presents next year." I picked him up, stood at his doorway and announced "on the move" which we all know is what parents say so Santa knows we are helping our children. I took Donny to the bathroom and asked him if he would like to crawl in bed and cuddle with me. "Oh no mama, we can't do that. I have to be nestled in my own bed. Will you sleep with me?" I spent the next two hours trying to sleep. Donny asked me every two minutes if it was time to get up. He finally fell asleep around 3:30 and I crawled out of the race car bed and went back to my bed. I love Christmas magic.
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