Mmm hmmm, oh yeah. The big guy himself.
This year we had a couple of extra friends joining in our family Christmas gathering, and we were oh-so-busy celebrating when there was a loud knock at the door....and who should appear...but Mr. S. Claus himself! He must have been on eastern time when he arrived in Vancouver, Washington on Christmas eve, 'coz he came early enough for all of us everyone except my best rock n' roll friend to catch him in the act of dropping off a sack of presents!
He arrived with his bag of toys and treats for a very good little boy (who was also celebrating his second birthday!)...
....Carter was happy to show Santa his new Elmo pajamas (from his Gramma Cupcake)... ....Now, for those of you have never had the priveledge of actually seeing Santa doing his job, let me just say that it was a complete and total treat that made my Christmas. (It was a treat for the entire crowd!!) As I said, before...sadly, my best rock n' roll friend missed Santa's visit entirely, as he arrived just after Santa left...(wink, wink, nudge, nudge.)
...*Sigh* I think I have a big fat crush on Santa.
