My Advent of Santa continues, though I slipped up for several days in a row. I do that with advent calenders every time I attempt to follow them. I start out with the most sincere intentions that this will be the year when I finally follow the advent every single day. Inevitably I reach some critical point in the holiday season when the advent calendar is missed first one day, then another, and then several in a row as I focus my attention on completing various Christmas projects.
Without further explanation, I offer you the following assortment of Santas, nine in a row for today (see how bad I am). All but the two really little Santas are from my children, given to me as they moved through their teenage years into early adulthood. They are especially dear to me, of course. These Santas reflect my their personalities, sense of humor, and the close bond we have.
This is one of the tiny ones, which I bought for myself I think at a Joann's Fabric store many years ago.
This one they bought for me Christmas 2001, after September 11th. They chose him because he is a Fireman Santa.
Another of the tiny ones I bought for myself.
They gave me this one the year before I moved to New York.
This is the first Santa they ever bought me, back when they were still kids.
A bobble-head Santa they bought me the year I moved to New York.
A Boyd's Bears Santa they bought me because I love and collect Boyds Bears.
This one they gave me because he is goofy, and sometimes I am as well.