Don’t judge me. I am an author. My scheming mind has been on over-ride since childhood.

Is it me or did you ever feel or believe that this lady was having an affair with Santa Claus, and his father wasn’t going to be laughing. Oh drama.

I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus, underneath the mistletoe last night. She didn’t see me creep, down the stairs to have a peek. She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast asleep. Then, I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus, underneath his beard so snowy white. Oh, what a laugh it would have been, If Daddy had only seen Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night!