It's Saturday, and time, once again, to participate in the writing meme, Saturday Centus. Jenny Matlock (or a volunteer) comes up with a prompt. The goal is to write something that does not exceed 100 words (not including said prompt). Oh, one more thing: keep it clean, there are kids in the room, ok?
Play along, link up, and read all the great submissions!
The prompt appears below, in bold.
I listened to them from my perch on the top step and didn't know whether to laugh or to cry...
Ethan and Phillip, five and eight years old, respectively, were sitting near the Christmas tree, plotting. Too bad they hadn't learned that plotting generally involved furtive whispers. I listened...
"I'm gonna see Santa tonight, I just know it!", Phillip exclaimed.
"I don't want him here! I don't want his lousy toys! I HATE CHRISTMAS!", Ethan complained.
"Ethan, what about the DSi you asked for?"
"You heard the song, Phillip! It's almost bedtime, and you know Mom always sleeps on the couch. Santa's gonna kiss her tonight, I just know it! And I'M not gonna let it happen!"
**This is based on a true story. When The Boy was five, he didn't want me sleeping on the couch on Christmas Eve - because he didn't want me kissing Santa.