Happy December!

So, in my wee small town there's an annual Christmas on First Street. It's possible I've mentioned it here before. All the storefronts and vendors open their doors, carolers occupy every corner, people sip hot cider, kids run wild, and usually my dad can be found spinning cotton candy for a very long line of people. Oh, and another thing that happens is that my mega-tall boyfriend dresses up as an elf [in a custom made elf costume you see] and poses for photos with Santa and children of all ages. [It should be noted that he does this as a favor to a friend's mother, not on his own accord -- though I wouldn't put that past him either].