Yes, Virginia, the post office DOES accept credit cards
Max wrote his very first letter to Santa Claus yesterday. He drew a picture of Santa, complete with beard and hat, on the front of a folded piece of paper, then wrote “Dear Chris Kringle” on the inside. He’s been doing some DaVinci writing (mirror writing, he writes backward from right to left, with all of the letters backward but otherwise correct – he doesn’t realize that he’s got them backward) so Santa may take a few minutes to decipher it, but I’m sure he’ll appreciate the effort.
He then had me add the rest of the message: “Please bring me Rock ‘Em Sock ‘Em Robots and a teeter totter for Christmas. Thank you very much, Max Wadley.” We addressed it to Santa at the North Pole, put a stamp on it and Max took it straight to the mail box.
He also decided to give Santa a present, since Santa gives presents to everyone else but probably doesn’t get many himself. So, Max selected a nice… pen…. and wrapped it up in Transformers wrapping paper. Daddy and I convinced him to just have the present waiting for Santa with his cookies and (chocolate!) milk on Christmas Eve, instead of shipping it to the North Pole.
I mean, he’s coming all this way anyway, right? It would be wasteful to spend all of that jet fuel to deliver a present when he’s coming on eco-friendly reindeer power. And have you ever checked shipping costs to the Arctic Circle?
Max is such a sweet, considerate little guy. He really thinks about others and finds special ways to make them happy. I’m so blessed to be the Mommy to this amazing kid. And I’m so blessed to be one of the few adults I know who really, truly believes in Santa Claus. Thanks, Santa, for helping Max remind me 
about the magic of this special time of year.
Max with Santa 2006.