I'll Buy My Own

Came across this on Facebook...

I don't know if I ever shared it or not, but I insisted my boys 

let me pretend that they weren't pretending to believe in Santa until they were...

Probably in junior high!

Seriously!

Well maybe not junior high...

But a long time!

We had a  Christmas Eve routine, Mark would read them a Christmas Story and then

as soon as I heard them all snoring, I would go back downstairs and do my 

Santa Magic.

Santa, the elves and occasionally the reindeer would get into mischief

of some kind, write a letter to the kids and drop off presents.

One year Santa snuck into the bedrooms and sprinkled sleepy dust on everyone.

Mark had a tough time forgiving me for the glitter that lingered for months!

One year the boys took so long to fall asleep that the reindeer got into a food fight on the front porch...

Yes, I threw grated carrots all over the front porch...

I still wonder what the passing car driver thought as I put on Mark's size 13 boots and made footprints in the new snow on the porch roof!

The letters were always the last thing I did (at 3AM) before heading to bed...

Just a recap of the year...a reminder to keep their rooms tidy...

Now there are grand kids.  

I can sleep on Christmas Eve,

and let my kids work Santa Magic...

I got off easy, now there is Elf on the Shelf...

I only had to do one night...

As far as believing...

Even though I know that Jesus is the reason for the season...

I'll still buy my own underwear

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Monday was our first day home from the cruise...

 

Locklan and I decided to get Pappy K's Santa out of the basement

and move him to the front porch.

 

Pappy has had this Santa for nearly 50 years,

it's an important part of his Christmas celebration!

 

Locklan was thrilled to see Santa when I brought him up the stairs...

 

He stopped me in the kitchen so he could offer Santa a snack.

 

He stood Santa in front of the fridge...

 

 

And asked him what he'd like to have...

 

 

He finally decided that what Santa really wanted was a drink of water!

 

 

It's such fun to have a kid this age around for Christmas!

 

 

 

 

 

Bring on Christmas!

Every family has holiday traditions...even Ron's family.  He's had a plastic Santa forty + years.  It's been on the roof top of two of his houses and in the breezeway of his apartment.  Last year he was too sick to deal with him, but this year...

Bring him on, Ron!

 

Ladies and gentlemen, Santa is here!

 

(But please don't forget that

 Jesus is the reason for the Season!)

God bless you all!
Jan