A special Christmas treat last night: THE Santa Claus called Taylor:
She was pretty floored, telling everyone at church about it later that night. At least for the first service: since we both had to go back for the late service, Taylor took her pillow and blanket and slept the entire service in the front row. Ahh to be a kid.
Despite the nap, she actually slept until 8:30. Yes, when many of you parents had already decimated your trees, we were still snug in our beds with visions of … egg nog? … danced in our heads.
A very special thanks to adopted grandparents Bonita and Rick Erwin for the Santa treat. It made a little girl’s night.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
wOw!! Santa didn’t call meee!! I need to ask Taylor how she got in good with Santa!! I thought I had been pretty good this year… Mostly… Kinda… A little… An iota of a little… I know I MUST have done something good!!