How Santa Saved Me
My kids have been extra awful at bedtime. I’ve written about it here and here and here and here.
At bedtime, I have repeatedly threatened to call Santa to report their naughty behavior. They just won’t settle down. But it isn’t working. And I am at my wit’s end.
So when Santa asked me what I wanted for Christmas, the obvious answer was that I would like my children to go to bed without all the drama. Mommy just wants a good night’s sleep.
Santa threw his head back and gave me one of his classic belly laughs. He said warmly, “Get out the video camera on that fancy phone of yours.”
And he granted my wish, and recorded this special message just for my girls. Proof positive if you believe and your heart is pure, magical things really do happen at Christmas.















December 19th, 2011 at 6:36 pm
Dear Santa,
I promise to go to bed on time and not rip up my books any more. Merry Christmas, Dad
December 19th, 2011 at 9:37 pm
Holy moly that is awesome!!! PS Why have I not been to this page before?
December 20th, 2011 at 10:07 am
You are awesomeness personified. Let us know how it goes after they see it!