So we were driving into town the other day and Connor and I were talking
about how many days there were until Christmas. Then, in a very concerned
voice, he said "But Mom, how is Santa going to know what I want?"
Santa didnt come to our ward Christmas party this year, and I'm not really the
"Mall Santa" kind of person, so thankfully, the community library was
having Santa come to story time. It was nice having Travis there, and since the
community library out here is the same as the High School Library, Trav's Mom
was able to run over between classes. Connor was so excited. He told Santa that
he wanted G.I. Joe Cobra toys for Christmas, and that he has been "really
good" this year.
Andrew wasnt sure about things, but he sat on Santa's lap, and repeated
everything Trav told him to say.
And Samantha wanted nothing to do with any of it. She stayed on her dad's lap and covered her face whenever Santa tried to talk to her. At least she didnt cry. Each of the kids even got a book from Santa.
And Samantha wanted nothing to do with any of it. She stayed on her dad's lap and covered her face whenever Santa tried to talk to her. At least she didnt cry. Each of the kids even got a book from Santa.



Andrew hates sitting in the grass. But I was shaking a box of crackers at him.



I just can't decide...




