When my sis and I were little I recall my mom getting us all dolled up at Christmas time. She would then drive us to the bank for our pictures with Santa. My dad worked at the bank for many of those early years, and he was the one that would take our picture. I always looked forward to this for three reasons. 1. SANTA 2. I got to see my dad at work. 3. CANDY!
When our boys arrived, the tradition had to continue.
Except for the dressing up part, that is! I loved our “bank” Santa! Our youngest was not so fond of this jolly old guy for several years. But eventually, he came around.
When I look at the last photo of our boys with Santa, (Which I’m pretty sure I had to beg for that day!)I’m reflect upon a portion of the lyrics from Peter, Paul and Mary’s, “Puff the Magic Dragon.
“A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie paper came no more
And puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.”
♥ I’ll let you guess away on this very last pic! Leaves really don’t fall far from the tree ~
Merry Christmas my dear friends!