Every once in a while, we indulge in talking about our imaginary house. What the yard will look like, what the rooms will look like, what colour we should paint the walls... sometimes we even go as far as drawing pictures of our pretend house.
The other day, I asked them if they could live anywhere, where would it be? They thought about it, and they both answered the same place. The North Pole. Kee would like to live near Santa Claus, and Beege wants to live near polar bears.
We explained that we might not see Santa Claus, even if we lived next door, because... well, magic. And that polar bears can actually be pretty dangerous, so we might not want to live all that close to them.
But the more I thought about it, the better the idea sounded. Only if we're living in Santa's magical village though - like the one in Santa Baby*. It would be a big wooden house, with a lovely fireplace going all the time. I wouldn't be overheated all the time, and there would be snowshoeing, we'd drink lots of hot chocolate, and make snowmen every day.
There would even be great job opportunities for me! I can't imagine a better job than full time toy-making. And the husband could work on the elves' tracking and computer systems. It would be great!
|It's bigger than it looks. 4 bdrm, 2bath, workshop and den.|
We told them that we'd think about it, but that it's really not the kind of place that you just move to without a real reason. And that "Santa's toy maker" is probably the kind of job that you've got to be recruited for, rather than just applying.
For now, we're still looking in Ontario.
*Which I watch every year, 1 - because I love even the stupidest Christmas movies around, and 2 - I love Ivan Sergei. Judge all you want.