A long time ago in a house far away...
I began a Christmas collection of Santas
And then after two...
Therefore because there are only two Santas,
Kris Kringle is cherished.
This year Youngest wanted to have the honour of placing him,
wherever she wanted
I said of course she could...
Mom I know exactly where to put him.
Right beside the Bamboo.
Doesn't that look nice?
Why, yes it does Youngest, he looks great.
A few hours later....
Mom! my Middlest yelled... come here.
I have something to show you.
Mom look where someone put Kris Kringle!
I can't go to the bathroom with him right there!
Honey, It's just a figurine.
Youngest helped me decorate, and that's where she placed him.
the next morning...
Hmmm? Something was missing.
Where could Kris Kringle be?
I needed to locate him before Youngest got up.
As I turned around...
I saw him.
Relegated to the corner.
Like a naughty school boy.
Poor Kris Kringle.
It wasn't his fault.
He didn't mean any harm. He was just put in a difficult situation.
And he handled himself so wonderfully.
He didn't complain once while standing in the corner.
He was patient, and understanding.
He just wanted to bring some Christmas cheer to the Bungalow.
So after much debate, we decided he was much better suited for the living room.
Because all I've ever asked for at Bungalow'56 during the holiday season?
Is a little PEACE
And I can just tell, he is much happier since the move.
As is Middlest.
So after a few Christmas misunderstandings, all is now well in that house far, far away,
known around these parts as...
*This post was brought to you by the Management of Bungalow'56 where strict privacy policies are enforced.
This post is linking up Jenny Matlock's Alphabe Thursday ~letter K~
and Holiday Bokeh Party with Darcy@My3Boybarians