beatrix lols
This weekend, a solicitor came to the door. D stepped outside to speak to him (some political meeting that he was trying to get people to attend) and Beatrix peeked out the window to see what was happening.
"Grandma! Mommy! Is that Santa Claus?" she shreiked. We peeked out the window a bit more discreetly, and discovered a skinny but white-bearded and bespectacled gentleman on our porch. "Is Santa on our porch? Is that really him? Look Mama, look!"
Did I mention the windows were open? Yes, yes they were.
"Grandma! Mommy! Is that Santa Claus?" she shreiked. We peeked out the window a bit more discreetly, and discovered a skinny but white-bearded and bespectacled gentleman on our porch. "Is Santa on our porch? Is that really him? Look Mama, look!"
Did I mention the windows were open? Yes, yes they were.