“I don’t want to wait until I grow up, that will take forever. I want to learn how to be a fixer now!” And then at the potential of having an outfit just like his, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped, “Really? You think Santa could bring that?”

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting

“I know, honey,” Tom cooed, his voice being interrupted as his daughter’s voice erupted with excitement. A grin spread across his face like wildfire, his heart bursting with joy at her excitement of matching him. “Yup! In fact, I betcha it will perfectly match Daddy’s! But Shhhhh,” he said, raising a finger to his lips. “You can’t tell anyone that I told you Santa’s secret, or Santa might put me on the naughty list!”