Why I Love Santa

It’s late at night, just a couple more days until Santa’s great appearance.  Children are being extra good to avoid a last minute change of heart on the Big Guy’s part.  And I’m feeling a kindship with the jolly old elf.

This last week I have been feeling like Supervisor Elf in the toy factory after pulling back-to-back double shifts.  Baking, crafting, making lists and checking them twice.  Thanks to a renegade shopping trip yesterday on an early lunch hour, my mission to find the perfect gift is complete.  Now all there is left to do is let the scene play out.

I wonder if my dear Santa is feeling the same way.  In any case, here are my reasons for loving that man:

1.  He’s so jolly.  Who doesn’t like to laugh?  Ho, ho, ho!

2.  He’s got a belly like a bowlful of jelly.  I share his disdain for high impact aerobics.

3.  He’s generous.  All season long he’s listened to bazillions of little tykes recite their hopes and dreams for Christmas morn.  “I want….. I want….. I want.”  All these kids engrossed in self-centeredness and not one disdainful glance or unkind word.  That’s taking a licking and keepin’ on ticking.

4.  He has a great work ethic.  Who else would be at every mall on every corner day in and day out from mid-November through Christmas Eve, letting boys and girls climb up on his lap?  Crying babies.  Kids who smell like liverwurst.  Tyrants who want to test him and see if his beard is real.  Santa’s got a real love for the job.

5.  For one night a year, he packs it all in and rides the wave of one big sugar high.  Do the guy a favor:  when you leave cookies and milk for Santa, please refrain from anything gluten-free, low in sugar or store bought.  He deserves the very best, all butter, freshly baked, frosted with love goodness a gal can muster.

Santa, you da man.  See you in approximately 47 hours and 23 minutes.  I’ve been good.

My collection of Santas is vast. I often wonder why this one is holding a pig, of all things. I was told once that having a pig is a sign of good luck and prosperity for the new year. I wonder if that's true.

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