Last weekend, leaving a park overrun with kids’ birthday parties, Joe and I were heading to the car when a SANTA CLAUS sort of appeared from out of nowhere, heading towards us. He had one of those costumes that looked handmaid and old and lived in, the beard was real, and all of the right things were twinkling. He came right towards us, waving. I softly screamed, JOE, THAT’S SANTA!!!! Joe sort of studied him, perplexed. He’s never met Santa before, I explained. Ho Ho Ho, literally went the actual Santa. Well, I’ve never met one of HIM before, either. IS THAT NOT THE SANTA-IST THING YOU HAVE EVER HEARD? Y’ALL THAT WAS SANTA.