Santa Claus – or as I call him, Santa the Claus, just to annoy my wife (yes, I’m that type of husband) – is coming to town.
Truth is, he was already here twice last weekend, making stops at Breakfast with Santa events at the University of Wisconsin-Stevens Point and Applebee’s. He’s a hungry man, and two breakfasts are normal for him, especially right before the big holiday.
My wife and I took our two sons to see Santa the Clause (now I’m saying it just to annoy everybody) at Applebee’s, mainly because Chris Charewicz, the sheriff’s wife, invited us on behalf of Junior Achievement, which was sponsoring the event as a fundraiser. We also went because it was our youngest son Declan’s first opportunity to meet the big man from the North Pole, and we didn’t want to explain to him later why his big brother, Braden, had all these cool opportunities and he had none.
Braden, who is 7, loves Santa, as most kids his age do. He didn’t waste a moment in telling Santa he wanted a Nintendo Wii U for Christmas, and that he should find an alternate way into our house due to our lack of a chimney.