As you walk down the staircase step by step and your hands slide down the smooth texture of the oak stained wood banister your excitement blossoms into a fury of uncontrollable happiness.

You made it downstairs and see the great tree with its beautiful golden decorations and lit up like a midnight dessert sky with stars. You see the presents laid out under the tree. You ask yourselves “could it be?”            “Could it be Santa Clause?” And you both turn to the table because you remembered the milk and cookies. To your surprise, you both look at the half-devoured cookie. Anne points to it and says “Santa was here!”And now your Christmas is complete with joining each other with mommy & daddy with opening the gifts that Santa has left behind.