Two firetrucks just came down our road—and I was freaking out since that means there is a fire, an injury or something that means bad news. Turns out it was one truck followed by second carrying Santa Clause! I can tell you that my 9 year old will never get over it. In a cynical day and age, I can tell you that I probably won’t either. Thanks so much to the people that came up with this idea and the people that pulled it off. Merry Christmas!