CHRISTMAS 2002
Tuesday night, on Christmas Eve, my mommy, Zsia, my daddy Jon, took us to a party at Jack and Macki's house. with 12 kids and 20 big people.
After dinnerwe played play outside and watcjed for Santa.
Suddenly it began to snow.
Daddy said he saw Rudolph in the sky.
We hurried home to prepare for Santa's arrival.
Stockings were hung by the chimneys with care in hopes that Santa soon would be there with lots of toys, for us good little boys!
We put cookies out for Santa before we went to sleep.
In the morning we raced downstairs and found presents from Santa.
Outside, over a foot of snow had fallen making excellent traveling conditions for Santa.
Michael noticed that Santa had eaten the Christmas cookies he had baked for him. All that remained on the plate were a few crumbs.
With great concern he told mommy "He ate them all! No wonder he's so fat! He's lucky he didn't get stuck in the chimney!"
