I realized we had a second Mr Christmas on our hands last week while allowing the children to decorate their own Christmas tree upstairs in the hallway. Joshua caught one look at the empty boxes left-over from the Christmas lights and wanted to wrap them up to place under the Christmas tree.
You'd have thought that I'd told him he could open an actual Christmas present, with the ear-to-ear grin he gave me when I told him that yes, he could indeed wrap up the empty boxes with last year's leftover wrapping paper.
His eyes lit up as his little project went from this:
(Please note the tongue stuck out in concentration in the top left photo.)
Nonetheless, Mr Christmas is alive and well at our house. So much so, as I stepped out of the shower last Thursday morning, I was greeted with this image:
"I'm Santa Craus."
Mr Christmas the Second makes me smile every bit as much as the original Mr Christmas did too. So despite us having an absolute Bah Humbug living in the house, our holidays are off to a pretty good start.