He drew and painted large wooden cut-outs of Santa sitting in an arm chair with his orange soda in hand and eight reindeer hooked up to Santa's sleigh waiting for Santa to hop in and take off from our well-lit roof (as soon as he finished his drink, of course). We even had Rudolf, the Red-nosed reindeer. My Dad's not a large man but he has a BIG imagination.
Dad's Holiday tradition started about 15 years ago. He carved 6 Santas, one each for his 5 children and one for my Mom; each hand painted and unique. On Thanksgiving, Mom wrapped them up and we took turns choosing a package. That was many Santas ago. Each year on Thanksgiving day, my Mom passes out the wrapped packages and we choose the newest carving from my Dad. I'm sure that he is tired of carving 6 of the same figures each year, but we treasure them and anticipate them as much or more than the Thanksgiving meal. I actually have friends who call after Thanksgiving Day to ask about the new carving . Some years Santa comes equipped with a chair or a sled; a removable gift; wire eyeglasses; a basket with removable fruit; a separate hat rack with a removable hat; and a mug of hot chocolate with teeny-tiny marshmallows. The details are amazing.
We cherish these folk-art carvings. Some day they will be divided up amongst my children, but for now they reside on the living room mantel from Thanksgiving until New Year's each holiday season.
|My Mom and Dad|
Love you Dad and Mom. Thanks for the heirlooms.
I'll be posting photos of the Santas throughout December, so stay tuned to this blog.