I announced that to my husband as I got into bed with him last night. He extended his arms around me for my pillow like he always does and asked,
”Where’s Papa Noel?”
I stopped for a second and wondered who Papa Noel was. Was he talking about my dad? Or his dad?
”Who’s Papa Noel?” I asked.
He answered bluntly like I should know. The only person I know (that he knows) named Noel is the guard in the other building. So why the sudden interest with the whereabouts of the guard downstairs?
I asked him again who Papa Noel was.
”Papa Noel… the one who’s gonna bring me gifts.”
Oh, so that’s Papa Noel. Hahaha.
In my 25 years of existence, I don’t think Santa has ever been given that name. I guess the Christmas carols constantly being played at home got him all mixed up.
I hugged him back laughing so hard. I like how this big man makes me laugh every night. Tonight he reminded me that it’s our first Christmas as a married couple.
I don’t think I need Papa Noel to give me a gift anymore, I already got what I wished for.
5 thoughts on “Papa Noel”
nino? si papa noel? hahaha.
Hahahahahaha! kakatuwa talaga si sam! oo nga, merry Christmas to you Mr. and Mrs. Elrays… 🙂
I think he’s Papa Noel in some parts of the world, otherwise known as St. Nick, Kris Kringle, Father Christmas (as in the Narnia books)