AGE MATTERS NOT. Not one bit. Not when it comes to Santa.
He’s still magical, whether you’re 12 or 79 ½ or any age in between.
Friday evening, 24 hours before his busiest night of the year, Santa blew into a rural Redwood County residence on the southwestern Minnesota prairie, arriving so unexpectedly that he nearly rocketed a sister-in-law of mine straight out of her chair to the North Pole.
With a rapid drumming on the dining room window, he startled more than a few family members before slipping through a patio door into our holiday gathering.
Hugs and handshakes and laughter and good-natured ribbing and even a kiss, followed by countless photos with Santa, defined the surprise visit now imprinted upon our memories.
I love this about my extended family. We don’t allow age to define our fun.
We still believe in Santa.
HOW ABOUT YOU? What crazy things does your family do at Christmas time to build memories? Does your family still believe in Santa?
© Copyright 2011 Audrey Kletscher Helbling