Monday, December 21, 2009
Every Christmas, Santa always pays a special visit to the young and old at my brother's house. Excitement erupts upon his arrival, and all the little boys and girls gather around him. Grown-ups look on, amusement and joy on their faces. Each child sits on Santa's lap, takes a picture with him, and shares a few magical moments to chat with him. Santa is patient, gentle and kind. He hands out their presents, and laughs heartily.
This Christmas, J.P won't be nearly excited to see him. Our little boy knows the truth now. One morning he said to me, "Mommy, I know you and daddy buy me gifts. I found out watching that commercial." He pointed to the television while my mouth dropped to the floor. What could I possibly say to him? I was left speechless by this turn of events. "I know Uncle A. dresses up as Santa too!" J.P continued. "We saw him getting ready."
So while he grows up, I'll cherish this photo forever.
Look at J.P (top left) wide-eyed, and ecstatic to see Santa.
Santa, bring my baby back!