"But Santa didn't say Ho, Ho, Ho, Mama"

I drove to Nashville with the boys last week to see Santa Claus. I had no illusions of Joshua sitting happily in a stranger's lap, but I was hoping for just a second of non-crying in which to snap a picture. No luck. Caleb was predictably shy, and wouldn't smile, but at least he sat there. He did tell Santa what he wanted for Christmas ("a panyo, kitar, and drums, that's all"- which is Caleb for a three piece band. I got him the piano already, looks like I have a couple of more things to find before Christmas). And Joshua left his bowtie alone. After the minute long sit on the unresponsive Santa's lap, the boys asked for treats. As you can see below, Joshua wanted his now.

Here are the said treats. Mom sent us a kit to make them:

Not as pretty as the picture on the box, but fun. Caleb and I had a good time with it. When we finished the white chocolate before we finished the final snowman, Caleb decided we could just use red. I didn't think anything about until we pulled him out of the mold. Oops, look like Frosty needs to go to the emergency room.