Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Yes, Virginia ...

I believe in Santa Claus. Of course I do. But I don't believe that Santa coordinates all those elves and toy making and delivering. No, that would be Mrs. Claus.

Luckily, I have a Mrs. Claus here at the house. She does the planning and the buying and the baking and makes the gift decisions. I ... carry the tree into the house. It's a lot of responsibility, really.

Oh, and then, after Christmas, I carry it back out and dump it on the street.

But Christmas around here happens because Kristy makes it happen, and without her, well, all we'd be celebrating is the winter solstice. Maybe we'd make some popcorn, or watch a little TV. Perhaps a trip to Walgreens so the kids could pick out their favorite size of battery. It certainly wouldn't be the time of year filled with wrapped gifts and cookies and a decorated tree.

So, thank you, Kristy. And Merry Christmas to all the Mrs. Clauses out there who, I know, are the busiest and jolliest of the elves.

3 comments:

Sassy Molassy said...

Aw, aren't you sweet? Thank you for the thanks. It's my pleasure.

JodieMo said...

Aren't you a good husband.I think Mrs. Claus might need a hand tomorrow. You should take the kids Christmas shopping for Mom while Mrs. Claus gets her wrap on. Merry Christmas!

Chip said...

Well said. My Mrs. Clause works wonders around the holidays. She always manages to make an amazing number of people happy. I just nod and do what I'm told, and the holidays always turn out great.