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Showing posts with label Santa Baby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Santa Baby. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Ghosts of Christmas Past

I came across this little gem today:
1991.
You would think that by 9 years old, I would have figured out the whole Santa thing by now.

Yet, here I am at age 10, making sure Santa hears my entire list.

Perhaps, I just figured that being the youngest, I had the responsibility of believing. Otherwise, none of the older kids would have to 'play along', and I didn't want to be held responsible for the end of stockings for everyone.

Poor Santa. I have SEVERAL pictures exactly like this one. Just how long was I on his lap? Good thing I didn't weigh much.

Thanks to the (very patient) Santa, I got both the black velvet purse with the white bow on it, and the Wilson Phillips cassette tape that I asked for that year.

Also, Mom and Dad,
You probably need to call FedEx and check the tracking number on the Almond Box. I received no packages today. Did you really pay the extra shipping to ensure it would arrive Christmas Morning? So thoughtful! You shouldn't have.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

He's not scary if he gives you toys and candy.

This was the first year that I did not have a kid cry when placed in Santa's arms and I must say...what a disappointment! We'll have to settle for these cuties:
She refused to look at him, and only whispered what she wanted, got her candy cane, and got the heck outta there.
"Thank you for coming to my house last Christmas, and thank you for the toys. This year, I want a 3 Musketeers Barbie and the movie, too, please....Um, and one of those candy canes"
He's not reaching for a rescue, he's clapping. Turns out, Baby Guy LOVES Santa!
Doesn't that little drooly smile just make your heart skip a beat? Delicious!

Monday, December 7, 2009

"You smell like beef and cheese, you don't smell like Santa"

For my one any only reader that is still left out there,

Have a photo of your kid (or an old photo of you as a kid) screaming on Santa's lap?
I'm thinking a little photo montage post is in order.
Email your "how could you do this to me/get me off this creepy fat man's lap/I'm only in it for the candy cane" photos to leggo_my_meg-o@juno.com

Also, why is it that my spell checker does not approve of the word "Santa's"???

Why is it that "Satan's" and "Shanta's" are the only replacement word suggestions?

Monday, November 23, 2009

Santa Sightings


Quincy pointed out our first Santa Sighting for 2009.
Let's call him "I'm too hot for the big red coat Santa". It's 40 degrees outside and he's goin' sleeveless? OOOh! Ooh! Or perhaps he's a werewolf?
Done.
Decision made.

Team Jacob Santa.

...bet all you die hard Twilight fans can't WAIT to see that bad boy tear his shirt off.
Let the Christmas Season begin!