Visit With Santa

Well, Christmas shopping was a success! I am all done, except for a couple of stocking stuffers. It feels so good to be done! I know that I probably spent more than I should have, and we will be eating beans and bread for the next month, but I can't help it. I just love Christmas, and the whole process of it! It is the one time of the year when I can spoil my kids, and nieces and nephews, and not feel guilty about it.
We had a visit from Santa himself this weekend at the hall in town. The night before, I told Morgan that he was coming and asked if she would like to go see him. I was so surprised when she said yes! (Remember, she is afraid of pretty much everyone, especially men!) I figured by morning she would change her mind, but she still insisted she wanted to go. (She even came into my room before 7:00 to tell me that the neighbors were already leaving to go see Santa!).
As we stood in line to see him, she was shaking so bad, I actually had to lean down and hold her for awhile to try getting her to stop! But, up she went, got on his knee, told him her name, and asked for her white Doctor coat (like Dr. Dreamy, as she calls him). I was so unbelievably proud of her!! This is the same girl who had such a hard time starting school, afraid of her uncle Bruce, afraid of any men really.....I couldn't believe it. Amy wouldn't even go near him. She stood looking at him saying "Ho, Ho, Ho", but then he waved to her, and that was it! She was gone, wanting to go "home...home...home..." Oh, they are wonderful!