Here Comes Santa Claus...

He was visiting at the place where we go to eat after church a couple of times a month.  And Poodle was ALL about it this year.  She wasn't interested in being any where near the jolly guy before now.  But, this year, she brought her list to him (which contained the same 3 things that she has been asking for for the past 6 months) and was ready for action.

Tooter, on the other hand, is still in that stage where he really isn't so sure why this fellow who only shows half of his face and dresses in an extraordinary amount of red wants to be all up in his kool-aid.  Notice, if you will, the death grip on GaGa's tie and the look of mass confusion and dislike.  Or is that disdain?  He had on the cutest little Santa vest that came from Eli's boys' closets.  But he was velcro'd to GaGa.  There was no convincing him to turn around for the camera.  No how.  No way.

The fun traditions of Christmas are so much more fun when little ones are involved.  We are so grateful to have these bunchkins.

But, of course, it is most important to remember that while Santa needs a list to know what we want and elves to get us what we need and magical reindeer to deliver it all...  Jesus does not.  And THAT is where I hope we truly focus this season.