Befuddled

Logan has been doing well. You would not know that he had chemo on Tuesday, and we are definitely happy that he is in this new phase of treatment. I know that it is still hard on him, but it does not get to him like the last one did. He is still playing, with no sickness. Yeah!

So, now to the befuddled part: We have been receiving gifts from a Secret Santa (this is what I named him/her/them). I have mentioned it before, but not in depth. Each morning we find a gift sitting on our front steps, often with the newspaper sitting next to it. It started ten days ago, with "On the first day of Christmas, a good friend gave to me...A bright and shiny Christmas tree." In the package was a sparkly green tree ornament with all of our names on it. Then next day it was "Two small toys for good girls and boys." Then "Three books to read, with mom you'll plead," "Four items to share, one each to wear (they were winter hats)," "Something to toast this bright morn. Only eight more days till Christ is born. (this time it was sparkling apple juice with goblets to drink from)" Then "Six pieces of candy, isn't that just dandy?" "Seven things to delight a family movie night!" which had movies, popcorn and candy all included. "Eight warm sox, wrapped up in a box" "Some music to play while decorating cookies today (which had music, but also everything needed to bake and decorate cookies and cupcakes)." And then today "Ten shiny snowflakes, for heaven sakes" and included ten snowflake ornaments for our tree.

It is such a treat for the kids each morning, they are so excited to open the door and see what is in store for them. It is also perplexing to us: Who is this Secret Santa? I thought I had it figured out, but then we started to wonder. We thought it was a neighbor, but there were clues to the contrary. Then, thanks to our light dusting of snow last night, there are another couple of clues. First, apparently the Secret Santa is driving to our house as we noticed the footprints led to tire tracks in the street not to another house and the tracks make a U-turn and then leave our street. This mystery person also apparently wears Birkenstocks. Unfortunately, these clues do not really help me. Hmmm... But, I do hope this person reads this blog, because the closer it gets to Christmas day, I suspect we may not learn their identity. But I want to know. Why? Well, mostly, so I can say thank you an give a big hug for this random act of kindness that has brought such joy to my children and our family. It is so encouraging to know that such kindness and love exists in the world. Thank you! Here is a pic of Logan in one of his Christmas shirts: