That's my dad!

Yep - my dad is the REAL Santa Clause!

(And yes, that's a REAL beard)

(Here's the story: My dad (who is maybe going through a 3/4 life crisis or something - because let's face it, he's beyond mid-life), has been growing a beard for quite some time now. Well, it's a *cough* lovely white bushy beard. At the wedding of my best friend from childhood last week, the photographer approached my dad begging him to be Santa at the mall on Christmas Eve. He accepted, and we had a grand old time!)

He will now live on in the memories (and pictures) of hundreds of kids for the rest of their lives...

Guilty

Yes, this was our purchase at 9:30 last night...

Bring on the New Years resolutions.

P.S. Somehow we got rum flavored icing - YUCK! Our late night sweet binge backfired on us.

Growing up

My best friend from childhood was married this weekend. When we were young, I remember sitting on the swing in the backyard eating popsicles. He would always put his arm around me and say, "When we get married..."

Funny how things work out the way they do isn't it? I couldn't have asked for a better childhood friend and I couldn't be happier with where we both ended up.

Thanks for all the memories Steven.