So today is Three Kings' Day, the day when the three wise men come and leave presents under the tree while you sleep. When I left for work last night I saw the box of grass Natalia had gathered for the camels, and when I returned in the morning there was the inevitable trail of grass clippings leading out the door (it is a little known fact that camels are inconsiderate, messy eaters).
It has always surprised me how blithely children accept this holiday. Shouldn't it trouble little girls to know that strange men can just walk into their house uninvited while they sleep? Maybe I've just lost my innocence.
Posted by Antonio 2 hours, 12 minutes later
When I was younger, I actually made my mom follow me outside because I wanted to show her some dog crap on the lawn. I thought it was from the camels. So I guess, there were two gifts left that night...
Posted by Dan 3 hours, 16 minutes later
Haha, that's magical.