Sitting at a stop light, I notice the woman in a van next to us rolling down her window and motioning me to roll down mine. I complied and she leaned out to me saying "Would Santa Claus wave to my son, please? He wants to wave back."
I turned and looked at BBB and he said "sure". He leaned over in his seat and waved at the little boy.
For the next couple of blocks, every time the traffic made us pass them or they passed us, he dutifully waved, because the little boy was waving.
After the van turned off, I turned to BBB.
"I wonder how that mother explained why Santa was driving a short bus?
As we are laughing at that thought, he piped up with "I guess I get to be the HD (Harley Davidson) Santa this year."
He then told me that he was shopping at a local grocery store a couple of weeks ago and a mother pulled her cart up next to him and asked if he would talk to her little girl. He said sure.
The little girl looked up at him and said "Santa, am I going to get a puppy for Christmas?"
BBB looked over the little girl's head at the mother, who nodded, and looked back at the girl and said "I can guarantee that if you're good, you'll get a puppy."
So, I guess that I get to be Mrs Claus if he's going to keep being Santa.
* We own a handicapped access bus, because BBB's brother is a quadriplegic and we like to be able to take him places.