Dear Santa

After we got home from our Thanksgiving travels, we quickly had the kids sit down and formally write their letters to Santa.  It was about time to get this stuff in writing!

Gillian went first.


This is what she dictated to me.


And the picture she drew for Santa.


I'm not sure Santa will share his birth date with us though.

While Gillian was very direct and industrious with her letter, Colin seemed to be angst ridden over his.  He kept telling us he wasn't ready.  And he kept pouring over and over the toy catalogs.  We think he was nervous that he wouldn't put the exact RIGHT thing on his list and he would be disappointed on Christmas morning.  Finally, he felt ready though and we got down to business.



The results:


And his picture:


The next morning we headed to the mall to mail our letters in the Macy's Santa mailbox.
 


So off the letters went to the Big Guy in the North Pole!  Let's hope he didn't see the epic, earth-shattering  fit that Gillian threw 20 minutes later in Sears.  Oy.