A few hours later Caroline, Ray and I bundled up and drove slowly to town to make it to the class party. Not long after arriving I heard bells and a ho ho ho. I peaked out of the class room door and there was Santa, wearing a fire hat, with fire fighter helpers following him with two huge bags. When Max saw him he told me, "I don't have to sit with him, I already emailed him." Santa came in and sat down in the middle of the children. He then asked them each their name. When he got to Max he said, "Ah Max, I remember you like Transformers!" I looked at Ray, what? Then the fire fighters started helping Santa hand out gifts to the children, one at a time, reading off their names. Max was near the end of the list. He was so excited and all hesitance to sit with Santa vanished. He opened up a Transformer toy and went crazy with joy. He shouted, "it is just what I wanted!" It was a toy that Ray and I never knew he wanted. Even though Santa was still handing out presents, Max rushed back to him and told him how happy he was and thanked him over and over. Then he went to each fire fighter and showed off his Transformer (which transforms into a firetruck). They each shared in his excitement. Finally I cornered the teacher and asked her how this all came about. She told me that our small town fire department adopts an Early Intervention preschool class each year, and this year it was Max's class. It was just so wonderful and so unexpected! I kept thinking to myself how glad I was that we showed up despite the snow!

Caroline was thrilled for Max. She is just that kind of kid. She kept hugging him and saying, "Buddy, you love Transformers so much, look what you got!" But I could see the wheels turning in her head, even though she was not about to show it. She was wondering why Santa came to Max's class and she figured there was no chance he would come to her home school class. It was just a flash across her face and then it was gone. She shrugged it off and went to help Max make a ginger bread house.
When we got home Ray kept Caroline outside in the snow for a few minutes, and I ran downstairs. There was one toy I was on the fence about giving Caroline this year, I thought I might save it for later. I grabbed it and put it in a gift bag and wrote a note from Santa. I then placed it on her school chair and raced back upstairs. She came inside a few minutes later. I sent her down to the school room to get some art supplies. She came back up with the supplies. Ray and I exchanged looks for the second time. I sent her down again and said she might need to use her chair to get more art supplies. She replied that she could not because there was a big gift on her chair. What a rule follower, she was not about to peak at the gift! We told her to go and see what it was. She came back up again, with out the gift, saying it was from Santa for her! Finally we got her to bring it up and open it. Polly Pockets, she was over joyed!
As I type this both kids are in the living room playing with their toys, together. The Transfomer toy is somehow attending a show put on by a Polly Pocket!
I have a new reason to love our town and our fire fighters! What a fun day!



I love these types of visits from Santa! Souonds amazing!
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