Santa eats breakfast too.....

This past Wednesday I decided to go out to my regular diner for breakfast. I hadn't been there in a while. I don't go out as much as I used to. The diner was decorated for the holidays, my waitress was wearing red and a special holiday apron plus just about everyone had that Christmas smile on. Even before I was seated my waitress had my first cup of coffee on the counter and asked if I wanted my regular order. It was great to be back. My breakfast was very good as usual. I have their breakfast special. That's two eggs, home fries, toast, coffee and orange juice. I have my eggs over medium with rye toast. It was much appreciated when she offered me a third cup of coffee which was great to go with this very cold morning. As I sat there daydreaming a little while drinking that third cup, Santa was at the check out to pay for his breakfast. I don't know if he was a regular or not, but the owner of the diner said that his breakfast was on the house. Now there wasn't any kids in the place to prompt this goodwill gesture, only the spirit of Christmas in these two men came together to bring this present to those in the diner that felt it. Just like the hearts of those holiday giving people, our hearts filled with that special warmth of knowing that, "yes Santa really does exist". "And he eats breakfast where I do!"