Tonight, just as we were settling down to read our Christmas story before bedtime, the doorbell rang. The children jumped off the couch and ran to the front door as my husband opened it and caught size of a small gift on the front step.
The kids were so excited to receive our first Secret Santa Surprise, they were jumping around and trying to see whose name was on the gift. We went and sat on our couch, in front of the great big bay window that is currently curtain-less, as we turned the small gift over in our hands, looking for a name. Since we couldn't find one, we finally decided the gift was for everyone, as the kids ripped it open, shared the candy that fell out, and took turns playing with the toy, inside. A few minutes passed and the doorbell rang again.
The children sprung off the couch again and flung open the door.
On the front step was a small note.
We suspect that they either realized they forgot the note, or they saw us inside, wondering who the gift was for so they quickly crafted a gift tag. Either way, William was tickled the present was for him, so he stood in the doorway yelling, "Secret Santa you are so good at this! We didn't even see you! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!"
The whole thing is so adorable I just want to scream.
Charlie immediately began trying to figure out who our Secret Santa is. He looked at the note and said, "OK. Now how old do you think the child was that wrote this note? Let's start the circle large and narrow our population...
... Do you think they are in high school?"
Oh, the Man.
The Man, he makes me laugh.