I have always been The Redhead Riter because I have always been a redhead and loved to write. However, I used to be a child long before I started this blog.
As a child, I loved going to visit Santa Claus and having my picture taken with him. I still love to go visit Santa and it is one of the few times that I am excited about looking into the camera!
I thought I would show you some of my visits to the big guy in red.
My sister, Audrey, did not like Santa Claus
and it was the same scene for many years when we visited him.
I remember thinking,
“She is messing up the picture!
What a baby!”
Well, looking at the photograph now,
I am just laughing my head off.
Isn’t Audrey just so adorable!
Of course, I’m laughing even harder at myself
because it looks like the curls on my head
have a mind of their own
and are going all which-a-way.
couldn’t you have tamed them just a little bit?
No matter which Santa Claus we visited or
if I sat on his lap at the same time or not,
Audrey hated him and would scream her head off.
Eventually, Audrey decided that sitting on Santa’s lap wasn’t so bad after all.
I think that is because of the candy cane he passed us
after they took the picture.
She still didn’t like Santa
and obviously, refused to smile and fake it.
I loved Santa!!!
He always asked me what I wanted for Christmas
and I would say,
“A new doll.”
Every year my wish came true.
Who wouldn’t like a man that made your wishes come true?
I think I want my own Santa Claus!
I firmly believe that the whole reason I love when men’s hair
starts turning white is because of Santa.
He spoiled me!
Santa wasn’t demanding,
gave me candy
and left me whatever I asked for under the tree at Christmas.
I knew then that Santa Claus just adored me.
I was just as cute at six years old as I was at two years old.
I see all those freckles across my nose and
I can’t help that I think redheaded children are too cute.
Besides, I know what Santa was thinking too.