Yesterday we celebrated Three Kings Day (Día de los Reyes Magos) Mexican style. The girls put their shoes under their beds and woke up to find them full of stocking stuffers, courtesy of the wise men.
But it had been no small task convincing Ashlyn to do this strange non-Anglo Christmas custom.
"No! I DON'T WANT my shoes under there! That won't WORK!" she had shrieked the night before when I kept sticking her red kicks just below her bedskirt.
But I snuck them back under after she fell asleep, and she woke up in the morning, delighted to find her goodies there.
"I lied. You were right, Daddy."
She smiled and laughed at herself.
It was beautiful. I have nothing to say to improve on the sound of those lovely words. I just wanted some virtual witnesses that one day in her life, she uttered them.
Will you back me up?