Our fabulous Santa that became part of our family a couple of years ago has been kidnapped and is being held for ransom (albeit, no ransom note has materialized as of yet). I know the perpetrators well. They are a dastardly duo these kidnappers. They are reminiscent of the kind of kidnappers in old silent movies – those with an evil sparkle in their eye and deep, villainous, belly laughs.
The dastardly duo – my sons, Noah and Cory. They took Santa in the full light of day and loaded him up in Cory’s vehicle with wild abandon and no regard for the implications. Ah, but there will be implications. One does not steal Santa mere days before Christmas without a penalty. Santa theft is a fast-track to the naughty list. I predict there will be coal in some stockings if Santa is not returned forthwith.
Santa with Lennon earlier this month
If you see Santa out and about with the kidnappers or have any information that can help aid in his safe return call the tip hot-line at 1-800-GOT-COAL. And if you see the perpetrators out and about – with or without Santa – tell them they are in big trouble with their mama. Yeah, and when they stop laughing tell them with the sternest face you can muster that Santa stealers never prosper.
Day one thousand two hundred and sixty-four of the new forty – obla di obla da