Santa- you look different.

When I got home tonight, Santa was finishing up his beard.  Once he was all situated he sat down on the couch and called his brother over.  The conversation went like this.

Santa: Ho Ho HO Come over here and have a seat on my lap little boy, tell Santa what you want 
Isaiah:  Harry Potter game
Santa:  Your mommy and daddy won't let you have that
Isaiah:  but I want it
Santa:  I've been watching you while you sleep
Isaiah: I've been good
Santa:  Not on the bus

And, after making his list and checking it twice, it looks like Shayne made the good list, so all is well.

Happy Thursday Y'all!