What a Santa

I'm in Santa Fe this week. A while back I had bought a craft for me and Carson to do. It's a kitty that you put your pajamas in. It comes with felt pieces that you cut out and stick on the kitty for decorations. We made it up Sunday morning, and he was so excited about it. After we were done, I said "I need to tell you something", and told him I'd be going to work for a few days, but then he and Daddy would be coming out to join me after a few days. That lip got longer and longer but he didn't cry. We head out to the airport, and he falls asleep on the way. He woke up when we got there, told me bye, waved goodbye to me, and they were off. I called that night to see how he did, and Steve said Carson asked him "How many sleeps (and here he thought it would be 'Till I see Mommy' but instead was) till I get to take my Kitty to school for Show and Tell?" !! Not a word about Mommy! And poor kid won't get to go to Show and Tell Friday cause their flight is mid morning. He asked me to pack BooBoo, his tiger, to bring with me, so I'd have something. How sweet.

And to REALLY get you in the Christmas mood: what about this Santa! Whoo hoo!