We’re closing in on the last few days before Christmas. I’ve had a tough time getting into the Spirit this year as I have for the last few years. I finally succumbed to listening to the All Christmas Music radio station in my car which helped. I also remembered that the music channels on our cable provider also has a Sounds of the Season channel. That has helped and I’m listening to that as I type. I’m getting there.
Saturday Snapshot is a great time to share little tidbits of life. I like to use it to share things that make me happy. This week’s certainly does. Remember that Saturday Snapshot is graciously hostessed by the lovely Melinda at West Metro Mommy Reads. Be sure to check out what the other Snappers are sharing this week. I’m sure they will help to bump up all of our Holiday spirits!
I’m sharing something that has been in my life for a very long time. My sister, Ele currently has custody of it, but we’ve shared it over the years. We were at Ele’s house for my nephew, Patrick’s birthday celebration on Thursday night. As we were sitting there waiting for Patrick and his wife, Carrie to arrive, I suddenly realized what I needed to photograph.
I have no real idea how old he is. I remember it being around when I was a child. I remember rediscovering it at various points in my life in various basements.
Say hello to Sleeping Santa. I have no idea if that is his real name, but that’s what we’ve always called him. Santa is actually a bank! There is a slot on the back of the chair. We never put any coins in because there is no opening to retrieve the money and we would never think of breaking him open. Santa was something that Grandmom and Grandpop probably found at an auction (they went to a lot of them when we were growing up) or he could be much older than that. By the looks of him, I’d say he’s probably from the 30’s or 40’s before Ele and I were around.
I am so happy that he survived over these many years to brighten our Christmas on another year. The only thing I know that I have that is probably older is a Christmas ball that had belonged to my Great-Grandmother. I never met her and I think that is why Sleeping Santa is so special, because I knew Gram and Pop and loved them both so much. I hope the sight of Sleeping Santa makes you smile the it does for me.
Be sure to check out all of the other photos over at West Metro Mommy Reads. These folks are a great group!
Happy Almost Christmas Snapshot Saturday!