December 7, 2015 by CassieCravings
5 year-old Eli sat down to write his letter to Santa. It took him nearly 2 hours. He painstakingly sounded out each sound to every word. He wrote, erased and re-wrote every single stroke of his pencil. When he was finally done, he asked me to read over it and check it. As I read over it, my heart swelled. The meaning of Christmas was found in my little boy’s letter to Santa.
Below is a “translation” of little Eli’s first letter he has ever written to Santa.
I’m Elijah. I am five. I am strong and funny. I am good because I listen. I am good when I play with friends.
For Christmas I want Lego Batman 2, Minecraft and Legos. Can we adopt a baby? Mommy wants a baby most of all.
I absolutely adore his description of himself as “strong and funny” and of being good because he listens.
While those things do make my child good, it is his thoughtfulness and his awareness of others that takes my breath away. In his letter, he asked for toys. Then he asked for our baby. He thought of others. He not only mentioned the desires of his heart but the desire of my heart as well.
Sweet little Eli, if I have any say in it, you are on the nice list. You certainly are strong and funny. You are good because you listen. You are also good because you give the desires of others a voice. I am one very proud mama.