Hope

I believe in Santa. I now have proof he exists. I saw him last night in my sons eyes. It was wonderful. We had a wonderful family outing with our Pamboukis's. We all went to the North Pole upon the Polar Express. Other than no snow we had such a great time, and hearing Connor screaming with Reese for Santa was one of the best moments of my life so far. I got so teary eyed watching him get so excited about everything. He did however clam up when the big man himself came over and asked him what he wanted for Christmas. I guess I'd clam up if some creepy man in a huge red suit came up to me and asked me to sit on his lap. Seriously though, Christmas takes on a new meaning this year. I get to believe again, and hope with my kids. HOw wonderful is that!