SANTA! I KNOW HIM!...

Boys,

 

As soon as Halloween ends, your mom is ready to prepare for Christmas. She loves Christmas. She loves giving presents, but I think she likes getting them more...just kidding. She loves to decorate the house with nativities, snowmen, fake snow, lights, and trees. But, most of all, she loves SANTA!

 

Whenever the name Santa is said in the Barrow household, your mom will shout out "SANTA! I KNOW HIM!" at the top of her lungs. The neighbors can hear it, the people across the street can hear it...heck, I bet the North Pole can hear it. By the time you can talk, your mom will expect you to know that line. It is essential to living under her roof.

 

Her favorite Christmas movie is "Elf". She loves this movie and can watch it day or night, any time of the year. It is one of her favorites of all time. It can always make her laugh...so whenever she thinks of Santa, she thinks of this...


Today, she must have shouted it out a thousand times. Like "it must have down poured" or "we have chocolate cake", "Santa! I know him!" has become part of the Barrow vocabulary. There are some four letter words in that vocabulary that come out when board games are played but I will let Nana explain those. Anyways, today was Santa day! If you yelled "Santa! I know him!" as you read that then you are catching on.

Mema and Tutu came with us to take you guys to see the big man. They were pretty excited. Usually for Tutu, that means one of you guys was going to get squeezed.

 

Luckily, you guys are always happy to be squeezed.

 

So, we got you guys ready and made our way to see Santa. If you know him, then you are catching on. You guys were decked out for the twinkle eyed fat man.

 

But, like you dad, when lines are too long you get a little impatient. You might furrow your brow and stare with a scowl. But, it is OK because Santa (I Know Him) is on his way.

 

But, in the end, it is worth because you got to sit on the big man's lap and with a smile, you took pictures like a champs!

 Your first picture with Santa was a huge success. The line was long, the people were crazy and the elves were short. And, with all the excitement, you guys crashed.

That would have been enough for me for one day. But, it is Christmas time so your mom is like one of Santa's elves. Go, go, go! So, after Santa, we headed downtown with Brooklyn and Bre to watch the classic Henderson Christmas Parade on Water Street. Bundled up and trying not to freeze, you guys sat in your stroller and watched intently as the lights went by.

 Whew! What a day! Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

 

I love you boys!

 

Love,

Dad