
Has anyone ever heard the story about what it would be like if the Savior came to your house?? It's been awhile but I think of it often still. Tonight I was starting to lose my patience with my kids-it was past bedtime and totally chaotic because my brother and his kids had just left. He gets everyone SOOOO wound up!!! All of a sudden there was a knock at the door-it was Santa. Here I was trying not to scream at my kids and trying to get them to pick up all of the messes so we could go to bed and the jolly fella stopped in to say hello! :) Humbling. They were excited-he brought them a candy cane and let them jingle his bells. Cute. Sawyer kept saying, "Ya-but that's not Santa!" I ignored him and changed the subject and tried to atleast keep it fun for Jaycee. As soon as Santa left Sawyer said, "Mom, that wasn't Santa. That was Brother Pedersen!" Brother Pedersen is Sawyer's primary teacher and is very easy to recognize. He was right!!! We skipped the Night of Sharing tradition our neighborhood does for Santa-you go to the park and sit on Santa's lap and give him a toy to give to a child who wouldn't otherwise have Christmas. We love it but things have been crazy and today snuck up on us so we decided not to go-Casey & the girls had haircuts tonight, all kinds of lame excuses. As he was saying "You're such a great family!" I reminded him we didn't come to The Night of Sharing and he said that was ok. We didn't go to Santa but he made sure to stop by our house to say hello to our kids. Dang it!!! We will NEVER skip it again! Way to start off the month of December feeling all kinds of guilty! :(