Because he is better than Santa Claus.

Last December, I was feeling down in the holiday dumps. It was going to be my first Christmas without my family and I was a bit Scroogey. The fact that our apartment was lacking the one thing that really puts me in the holiday spirit didn’t help. A Christmas tree.

Funds were low and the possibility of getting one was looking dim.

One night, Mikey set out to run some errands while I sulked on the couch {bah humbug!}. He said he would be right back. 2 hours later he was still m.i.a. It was raining outside. In our neighborhood when it rains, weird northeasterny {is that word?} things start to happen {Trees fall on cars. Power lines spark}. I was getting worried.

Just as I was about to call on a search party, Mikey walked through the door. In his hand was a huge box. In the box was our brand new Christmas tree! He smiled. Scrooge Who?

He is so much better than Santa Claus. A lot cuter too.

i love him.