This one is of MY kids...
Santa used to come visit our house every Christmas Eve when the kids were little. We would go to early church service, come home and bake a little cake for Jesus, then the kids would be ready for bed and supposedly winding down.
One particular Christmas Eve Kenny was rowdier than usual...nothing I could do would get this kid to settle down. He was bouncing off the walls, literally bouncing up and down on the living room couch..I'm in the process of telling him to go to bed or Santa would not come tonight, and we hear bells on the front porch! Santa comes waltzing through the front door, Kennys mouth hit the floor and he got this sheepish look on his face..like uh oh, I'm busted! When Santa asked "are you being a good boy for Mommy?"...Kenny honestly answered "uh nooooo, but I will be now!" And he was, he settled right down, colored in Christmas coloring books with his sister until I said okay, time for bed! and he marched his little behind down the hallway...
MAN. If I had known it was THAT easy to keep the child in line, Santa could have moved in with us!
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