RIP Santa

Dear Santa:

We are very sorry to hear of your untimely demise. Losing your nose and having your beard torn from your face -- um, ouch. Not to mention your hair sort of looks like Nick Nolte's in his mug shot. Never a good look.

The good news is we hear there is photographic evidence linking two suspects to the crime. Both were found on the scene, one turning circles in the hair so recently torn from your chinny-chin-chin. The other caught red-handed, or red-pawed, if you will.

santa thatcher

santa watson
Oh, wait. That's us.

Santa, we can explain. No one really explained the whole concept of Santa to us. I mean, we're not even six months old for crying out loud. If we'd heard the lyrics "he knows if you've been bad or good, so be good for goodness sakes" we wouldn't have even been tempted to make a snack of your face while our Mom took a quick shower. 

We promise never to do this again. 

Merry Christmas,

Thatcher & Watson

PS - Congrats to Lori for winning the giveaway! Send me your address to amymacprATgmailDOTcom and I'll put it in the mail.

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