Merry Merry To All My Santa Babies
Tonight's the night the Big Guy arrives. Remember when you were little, and you'd go to bed promptly and lay there practically trembling with excitement, your bedcovers drawn up securely under your chin, your eyes shut tightly? Wondering what would be hiding beneath the tree the next morning?
Remember straining for the sounds of Santa's footsteps on the roof or sleigh bells chiming in the night, pressing your nose up against the cold, cold glass of your bedroom window as you peered into the midnight sky?
Do you remember agonizing over the fight you had earlier with your brother, wondering if you'd been stroked off the "Nice" list after beaning him over the head with your Barbie when he came in to pester you as little brothers always do? Do you remember wondering if anyone is ever placed on the "Naughty" list, 'cuz it seems to you that all the kids at school, even the not so nice ones like Rocky Salworski and Lucien Gerard, always got SOMETHING for Christmas? Remember that?
Well, here's wishing each and every one of you a little of that childhood magic and the very merriest Christmas!
Maybe if you've been extra really good, good good, santa will bring you a pretty plastic beady bracelet like I've got up there or even a faux-denim leisure suit like my bro is wearing! Wouldn't that be kewl?!
And lest I forget, happy holidays and warmest wishes to all of you who celebrate the season differently!
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