Mailbox & Mocha

     I didn't expect my ten year old to hand me a letter addressed to Santa.  We have never mailed them before.  Lists are made.  Cookies and milk are put out.  They are nibbled on.  So it came as a surprise when she had it all ready to go.  Maybe the Rise of the Guardians movie stirred up some last minute belief...but whatever the case it needed to be taken to a mailbox.  I made a special trip in between a million chores and picking them up from school to get it to the post office.  I paused and snapped a picture.  I then hit the drive thru for a little treat of peppermint mocha coffee.  I don't remember ever having one before and yet I might have.  I do know that I needed to remember that moment.  The moment when a little girl reminded me that we should always believe.