Now that I'm a mom, Santa is once again a super exciting thing to me. Little did I realize, many people these days choose not to bring their children up believing in Santa. I think that's a little sad, but maybe I'm just a bad mom setting my child up for disappointment and failure.
However, I cannot wait until lil Gbear is old enough to really get excited about Santa. I'm crossing my fingers that this year he likes meeting the big guy in red and isn't terrified!
Thinking about Santa reminds me of when I was a little kid. Santa ALWAYS brought practical gifts (i.e. pj's, socks, underwear) and oddly had my mother's handwriting on all the tags. (My parents never tried to be that sneaky) Except one year, one year Santa brought me the most beautiful American Girl doll, that I had been drooling over for ages. Good job Santa ;)