Joel and I were both working, and Little Man was singing the national anthem at a basketball game, so Grandma and Grandpa had to get the younger kids to the church Christmas party. Little Lady took pictures of Little Guy as a wise-man for me, and I got there by the end of the dinner. BB and Little Guy wanted to meet Santa. They claimed they'd been good this year, and BB was adamant that Little Guy was his best friend. This Santa was probably one of the best Santas I've ever met.
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