Holy cow. Imagine you're sitting near the front door on Christmas morning, playing with your new Pat Pat Rocket and in through the garage door walks THE MAN HIMSELF!! Santa made his appearance and Syd, although perplexed, was glad to see him. Brenna was not so sure. Someone has a good family photo of us with Santa, but I apparently don't on either of my cameras.
I'm 35. An Air Force wife. Mother of two little turkeys. Forever in search of ways to keep us all entertained. Thought I'd blog about it, since we're all in this together.
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