countdown to Christmas day 7

Today we had a showing of our house. With time to kill we went to the mall, and Santa was there. He seemed like a nice man, but Annie informed me he wasn't the real Santa.We remembered him from last year sitting in front of his green sheet so that when the picture magically comes out there is a Christmas tree there. Even Santa has photoshop.


Oh, I miss the days when you dressed in your best red dress and patent leather mary janes, waited in line impatiently with the other kids (but you tried to be good--well you know why--he's sitting RIGHT THERE watching!) The best part was the cheesy Polaroid picture of you sitting on his lap. AT least the tree was really there (with presents I might add), not just some imaginary one the computer drops in. And anyway, who knew that beard was fake, or was it?