I woke up Christmas morning to the sound of little feet walking softly down the hallway towards my bedroom. When the footsteps stopped, I heard the soft, tiny voice of my son say,
"Good morning, Mommy! I sssooooo hungry!"
Then the little footsteps started down the hallway towards the kitchen. Suddenly, the footsteps came to an abrupt stop! That soft, tiny voice spoke again, saying,
"Wait! Wait a second!!" The voice grew louder!
"Boxes. Those boxes!" And it grew louder!
"I see BIG BOXES!" That soft, tiny voice was then transformed to a jubilant uproar!
"SANTA!! SANTA WAS HERE!" And those tiny feet came thundering back down the hallway towards my bedroom...
...We hope your Christmas was as magical as ours!
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