Today was the day of the annual Christmas parade put on by our local fire department. There would be Santa “ho-ho-ho-ing” on top of the fire truck, loud sirens, candy and happy kids all around. As far as I know, there was not a schedule…I guess just listen for the sirens and be ready was the idea! When we heard the sirens way off in the distance, we decided we would take the golf carts and have our own little hunt for Santa.
Hank(the dog)
We didn’t have any luck on our hunt. We followed the sirens and then we just didn’t hear them anymore. We knew they would come to our street sooner or later so we went back to the compound.
While waiting for Santa, we rough-housed in the front yard…
even the big boys got in on the action…
we played with sticks…
we found new play areas(a.k.a. Aunt KeKe’s front door step)…
we played in the grass…
someone got tired of waiting…
we played with Hank…
we entertained ourselves…
we played with daddy… 
we waited…
and waited…
It was time for a nap and then it rained…
And he never came.
Somehow I don’t think the kids minded that he never showed THIS year….but next year Santa – you better COME ;)
Love,
Kami
Santa had a whole lotta nerve not showing up! That was a nasty day, wasn't it?
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