Ho! Ho! Ho!

You'd never guess who burst through our front door last night. Santa Claus! Isabelle almost jumped out of her own skin when she answered the door, and Dylan froze--literally. They were so excited to sit on Santa's lap and talk about what a great year they've had. When he left, Luke went outside to tell him thanks, but he was gone. He disappeared, but the kids noticed that there were reindeer tracks on the front lawn that suddenly ended. He must have parked his sleigh right in our front yard, and flown away as soon as he left! The kids want to ask our neighbors if they saw anything suspicious, and Dylan is so mad that he was just feet away from Rudolph and didn't get the chance to meet him. Maybe next year.