Santa Babies: Los Angeles Kid's Photographer

Your hands run through your Santa hat

Playing as if with my hair

Those times when you lull yourself into a peaceful slumber

And this evening as the sun begins to set on a glorious day

We skip over the leaves in the Radio Flyer Wagon

You boys side by side with your silly hats

I turn to you and your head is nestled into the soft and cosy cushion

A face plant

And the twisting and twirling of the Santa hat

Has lulled you into a deep and beautiful slumber

So as the light begins to fade

I pull the wagon up and down pavements

From garden to garden boasting Christmas lights

And you sleep through it all

Every garden's santa, reindeer, sleigh and penguin

You sleep through it all