Meet Santa. I know he looks a bit young for the job, but trust me he's getting lots of practice. Every day since Christmas, Santa has been practicing giving presents. I have been given plastic balls, orange crates, my own Christmas cards and many other wonderful gifts in the last week. Santa also goes in the basement and demands that I get him coaco and load his sleigh for him. What I think is the most ironic about all this is that we don't even DO the Santa thing. Someone just gave Andrew a really cool pop-up book about Santa and away he goes. We grocery shopped in this hat, we rode on the sled and went for coffee in this hat and I narrowly avoided having it worn during church on Sunday. Ho ho ho.
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