I can’t tell you why, but this tacky plastic Santa Claus makes me grin every time I see him. When Santa makes his appearance, the Christmas season has begun in my heart.
He’s kitschy, but at the same time, he’s comforting. I had one just like him when I was itty bitty. He was my nightlight during December. I don’t know what happened to the original. I think there may have been a melting issue somewhere along the way.
This Santa appeared when I was older. I was in college I think. My mom and Dennis told me there was something in the kitchen for me. My immature brain was thinking something flashy and instead, I found Santa. I was momentarily disappointed he wasn’t the latest doodad, but I quickly got over it.
It’s tacky, I know, but this little 1 foot tall hunk-o-molded plastic is special to me.
What is your favorite Christmas decoration?
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I saw a snowman from that same era when we went to look at lights the other night. FireDad & I both loved him.
“that era”. You’re making me feel old. Oh wait, I am. I had the snow man too. He sat on my dresser and had a blue bulb.