Holly
“Are you excited for Santa to come?” Holly asked Brayden as she and Maverick tucked him into bed. She brushed his hair back from his forehead and leaned down to kiss him.
He smiled up at her as she pulled back.
“I’m really excited.”
“And what did you ask Santa for? Your dad said you and he mailed a letter just last week.”
“I can’t tell you silly, or it won’t come true,” he said with big eyes.
Holly chuckled, “Okay, sweetie. I want you to have sweet dreams. I promise the cookies are in the right place for Santa to see.”
“I hope so. That big tree puts that table in the shadows,” he whispered.
“It’s a Christmas tree, Bray. And the table is three feet away from it. Plus, the milk and cookies are white with white frosting and rainbow sprinkles. I think Santa is going to find
