Friday, December 02, 2005
Talking to the fat guy
Ethan got a personal phone call from the famous fat guy himself last night. Yep, that's right! A one-on-one conversation with St. Nick, compliments of our friend, Nadine. It was priceless. Notice the toe action in the pictures below.


dena at 9:42 PM
9 Comments
- at 10:00 PM Sandy said...
Oh what fun! lucky kid.
here via Michele's tonight.- at 10:39 PM soapbox.SUPERSTAR said...
He is totally envisioning all the presents in his head in those pics.
- at 10:54 PM Unknown said...
Love that he's wearing a pop swatch. My kids wear them, too.
Michele sent me.- at 12:55 AM said...
How cute! I bet he was counting the presents he wants and ran out of fingers....had to start counting toes! :)
- at 8:51 AM Aginoth said...
What a great idea...
- at 8:55 AM said...
how cute!!! i wonder if he's asking santa for nail clippers?
- at 9:19 AM Karen said...
Gee, I miss those days with my kids. Cherish these times - they go by so quickly.
Michele sent me...- at 11:54 PM said...
That's some kinda connections!
- at 3:15 PM Your Mother said...
I had the Jolly Red Fat Guy call 8 a few years back. She ate it up! It was funny too because when I called him, to have him talk her into going to bed, his wife said "You have the wrong number" and I said No, this is 8's mom and I really need to talk to Santa and she said "Lady, you have the wrong number" and I said Debbie, this is keb, work with me here and she said "OH shit! Hang on!". That was almost too much work!


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