The big man upstairs

Santa I mean.

We took C and JR to a Christmas party last weekend so they could sit on Santas lap and get a gift.

C made a list for Santa and insisted that we bring it so he could give it to him personally. He held it in the car the whole way there.



The kids got all hopped up on sugar and ran around like crazy people of course.
Untill Santa arrived that is. Then they both sat quietly and waited for their names to be called.

JR got called up first and was so excited he started opening his gift while still on Santas lap.



C's name came a couple minutes later. He ran up with his list. He crawled up onto Santas lap and they read his list together.


Nerf Gun
Nerf Darts
Halo Legos
Santa asked if he could keep the list, for future reference you know, and slid it into his pocket.
C jumped down and ran off to open his gift from Santa.

"A nerf gun! It was on my list! How did he know mom?!"

I just shrugged my shoulders, "Hes a pretty magical guy huh."



He spent the next 24 hours telling anyone who was listening, and a few people who wern't, about how Santa got him EXACTLY what was on his list.

He thinks pretty highly of the guy now.