Santa Claus Is In Town

Yesterday was awesome. I went to a Christmas parade and got to see this guy named Santa Claus. Apparently he is the one that I need to talk to about all the trucks, tractors, and trains that I am needing for Christmas. Mom and Dad said that I met him last year but I was too little to remember . . .


Plus he was kinda funny looking and maybe that was why I was mad.


Here I am excited for the parade to start:

I held up this sign so that Santa wouldn't forget to stop and say hi to me:

When Santa finally got there he was in an awesome fire truck. The only thing better than Santa is Santa in a truck! Honestly, don't tell Santa, but I was a little more excited about the truck than him.


Then me and Daddy got to go and personally meet him.

If you see him please let him know that I have been a very good boy and deserve extra gifts this year for having a bad owee.