Merry Christmas!

 

My children are 10 and 8, still holding on to their belief in Santa Claus, despite mounting evidence that the big man in the red suit might be only a myth. The holiday this year feels particularly magical: My parents, my brother, and all three of my sisters and their kids, have gathered in San Diego to celebrate together. My sister Adrienne, the chef among us, has been cooking for days: vegan, vegetarian, gluten-free, or omnivore. You name it, Adrienne has it covered.

Last night, Olivia wrote her annual letter to Santa, which she and Mateo left on a small table in front of the fireplace, with a pile of carrots and a plate of homebaked cookies:

Dear Santa Claus,

Christmas is my favorite time of the year! I love being with my family and giving gifts. I hope it will not rain on Christmas. Mateo’s stocking is red and gold and my stocking is white and red. Mateo and I set out 9 carrots—one for Rudolph. Sorry the cookies are a bit burnt.

Safe travels,

Olivia

P.S. Merry Christmas!

Sending warm wishes for happy holidays! ~

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