Tonight the boys and I attended the unit's office holiday party. I knew one person in attendance; this was not my idea of Friday night fun. I was imaging PJs and sleep. Evan was peeved that he had to walk in front of an entire room of people to receive a present from Santa, and Keagan was upset that he had to spend his Friday night on post when he'd rather have been playing with the neighbors. We were one happy bunch.
Then Santa made his appearance! He greeted us with the customary HoHoHo.
And without missing a beat, Evan and I both said, "Santa got some tats!" Then we were laughing; laughing so hard we were crying.
Christmas with the Army! It doesn't get better than this!
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