Conversation With Lincoln

When Lincoln doesn't sleep it often means his on edge late into the afternoon.  Sitting around the dinner table tonight his was pretty grumpy and complaining about dinner.  I'm not beneath bringing Santa into the conversation to hold it over his head for the month before Christmas.

Me: "Maybe Santa is going to bring you coal."

Lincoln: "No! I want presents."

Ricky: "I'm going to call him on my iphone and tell him how you're acting."

Lincoln: "No. How can you call him."

Ricky: "I have his phone number."

Lincoln: "How did you get that?"

Me: "All Mom's and Dad's have his number."

Ricky: "I got it from the internet."

Lincoln: "From the internet. Okay."