Christmas train

K has been asking to read "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown" over and over lately. "Halloween was a long time ago," I said. "We should get you a Christmas book."
"Christmas TRAIN."
"Christmas train?"
"We saw it at the store," said K, "but we didn't buy it YET. It's for Christmas. Santa will bring it."
"Is this true?" I asked JW. "Is Santa going to bring him a Christmas train?"
"That electric train we saw at Home Depot with Santa riding on top?" he asked K. "That was two weeks ago. You still remember that?"
K nodded.
"I don't think Santa is planning to bring you that train. What if Santa brings you something different for Christmas?" I asked.
He looked dismayed. "But I LIKE trains!"
I dropped it. But now I understand why he kept asking to go to "the store" instead of going home from school.
I told this story to CT, who suggested telling K about the time Santa brought a dish sponge, or a bottle of eyedrops, or a computer adapter, to give him the idea that Santa just delivers random objects. I'm going to try it.