This past Sunday, my dad's side of the family had our "Christmas Eve." And let me just forewarn you, my family makes the CUTEST children ever and this post is mostly showing them being their precious selves.
The best part, in my opinion, of this whole night, was that the real Santa actually came to my cousin's house to pass out some gifts. I was pretty starstruck to be honest, but I had to remember he was just there for the kids...
No, I'm totally kidding. Santa would be way too busy this time of year. But my dad did dress up as him, carrying on a tradition my family has been doing for years, and let me tell you, it was the most adorable thing ever. The little ones were SO excited. He came in, got some big hugs at the door, had the kids sit on his lap to tell him what they wanted, gave them some presents, and then he left (to the back of the house where he could ditch the Santa suit).
It had to be a bit of a fast goodbye because his beard had a mind of its own and would not stay on. We had some close calls, but no children were scarred by seeing Santa's beard fall off his face, thankfully.
Merry Christmas!
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