Believe

Today the boys went to see Santa. N was stoked. B and J not so much. I think B is still on the fence about whether or not the jolly fat guy is real, but he went and put in his wish "just incase". J was hilarious. Spent the whole morning coming up to me and asking if "Santa would be ok with me asking for ______" (insert what ever ultra expensive electronic gift you can think of here). He finally decided to just ask for a suprise. N wrote Santa a letter. I think he was assuming that Santas memory is as bad as mine is and he was worried that he might forget what N wanted. He had a great time reading the letter to Santa and listening to Santa tell him how proud he was of him for working so hard at being a good boy. Nothing makes that kid smile bigger then hearing how proud someone is of him.