Tis the season

and you would think I would be uploading photos of...

1) My festively decorated abode. Uhmmm nope. Festively decorated. YES...to the nines. Pictures taken? Nada.

2) My kids annual visit with Santa. Again, no. Not for the first time in 10 years. Why?

Because Santa has been well and truly REVEALED. And here we pause for a slight sigh and a bit of wistful nostalgia. And then moving on because I only have a limited amount of soft and fluffy Kleenex to staunch the flow.....we decide it is a good thing. Yes, yes...a good thing indeed.

BECAUSE?

Because. I let them in on the closely guarded,grown-up secret of the whole, REAL, unvarnished truth. The double dog swear, pinkies crossed, reality of the Santa gig.

Are you ready for the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help you momma?? Then raise your hand and repeat after me...

Was there a REAL Santa? Absolutely.
What was his gig? Give to those who need.
Why is it important? Because where there's love...there's hope.

AMEN.....and pass the applesauce.

Now?

They are part of the solution. It may be just a teensy weensy fly speck of a part of the solution. But still.

It made my oft times numbed heart... warm just a wee bit, watching them pick out gifts for other kids.

"A little boy or girl would LOVE a new soccer ball...So I'm getting RED...cause boys and girls BOTH like red"

"Matchbox race kits are way cool Mom and look! It folds up so they won't lose any pieces!"

Santa Claus lives...in the hearts and minds of kids of all ages.

Dang skippy. Pinky Promise. Double Dog Swear.