I’m still in SoCal with my family and in-laws, and have snuck away to the local Starbucks for some early morning coffee and broadband.

Santa was great to my kids, but I got coal! (Yes, I literally got a little can of coal. My wife has quite a sense of humor).

But the best present for me was watching the excitement on my kids’ faces. 3 of our 4 still believe in Santa, and I have to say I get a huge kick out of their amazement with Santa.  My daughter has taken it to a new height — she was sending emails to Santa, brown-nosing in the hopes of getting more loot (she also bought Santa some presents and secretly left them out Christmas eve).

Ah, to believe in Santa again!