Christmas report from
Sweden:
Normally, the daddy in the
family goes out to buy the paper around 4pm... and 5-10 minutes later someone
knocks on the door. An old guy with white beard, red coat and a sack. "Are there
any good children here?"
This year the daddy
had planned to read the news on the web instead, so he could be at
home when Santa came. But we were going out for a while first... to take a
little walk and have a little fun in what our December
provides:
When we got back in, got our
clothes off (with as much snow on the inside as on the outside), heated
ourselves up with a little warm lemonade... we went into the livingroom to wait
for Santa to knock on the door. But apparently all of us had missed
him. When we went out, mommy forgot the trash bags inside and had to go back in
again (hehe)... and when she came back out, she forgot to lock the door. Santa
knocked, nobody opened... so he just walked in. When we came into the
livingroom, the presents were already there waiting!!!
"Well, who needs Santa... as long as the presents are delivered."
LOL
Merry Christmas to all of
you,
/Niclas