Twelve Days of Christmas
Santa Claus once again picked my cul-de-sac as a test area for his pre-Christmas flights. Twelve days before Christmas he shows up and leave a small gift for the kids living around us.
He asked me to help again this year. Fortunately, it’s a pretty simple task. All I have to do is evaluate his approach to the cul-de-sac and his take off. I need to report if he comes in to fast or if on take off he needs more clearance because of the cars, light poles, etc. It’s a pretty simple job – if you like getting up at 5:00 in the morning. So far he has done an amazing job flying that sled. This morning was no exception.
I was shivering when I climbed back into bed, then Char and I had the following conversation:
Ralph: Man, is it cold and dark out there.
Char: You know, you can tell him you don’t want to do it anymore. He’ll find somebody else.
Ralph: WHAT? You can’t tell Santa Claus no! Besides, I owe him.
Char: What do you owe him?
What Char didn’t know was earlier this year I asked Santa for a favor - a huge favor. Our daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughter had moved back to town and I had asked Santa if he would include our granddaughter, Taylor, in his pre-Christmas flight. Santa doesn’t like making more than one stop in a town so I fully expected him to tell me no. Much to my surprise he just smiled and he and said he would be glad to. I owe him.
Getting up at 5:00 AM isn’t so bad if it makes kids smile.