If you asked Natalie what she wanted for Christmas, she’d always say the same thing: “Singing Rapunzel.”
We took her to see Santa and she walked boldly over to his lap, took a seat, and when he asked what she wanted him to bring her, she said without hesitation, “Singing Rapunzel.”
When Tom’s Mom came and inquired on what she hoped to receive from Santa, she replied, “Princess dresses! And Singing Rapunzel.”
On Christmas Eve Natalie told us all that she’d be getting a Singing Rapunzel because Santa wouldn’t want to make her cry.
As I tucked her into bed, Natalie rubbed her palms together and said, “I can’t wait to see my Singing Rapunzel!”
Christmas morning arrived and Natalie opened her presents from Santa. She loved all her gifts but she seemed confused. Her eyes darted around the room, looking for her special gift.
“Natalie. Here’s one more present from Santa,” Tom said, handing it over.
Natalie stared at it for a few seconds, pondering. Then she ripped the paper.
Did she get Singing Rapunzel?
“Singing Rapunzel!” she shounted, her voice full of glee. “I told you! I told you! I told you Santa would get me Singing Rapunzel!”
She immediately put her Rapunzel dress on.
“Now,” she said, “we’re twins.”
(I sort of want to hide Singing Rapunzel. One can only hear “And at last I see the lights!” a certain amount of times before one wants to chuck said doll outside.)
What was the hit gift in your home?