Saint Nick Goes To Work

Sorry friends, I know you've already seen Santa twice, but on Christmas day, there were over 200 of Tim's employees that had to work. They hadn't seen Santa. So on our way to a Dinner Party (wonderful food ladies, and props to Simon's potato dish too BTW), we made a pit stop. My saintly Saint Nick visited work...


He walks in the door with a sack of goodies, and wouldn't ya know, a line forms at his desk to sign papers?! Go figure. I asked one why he wasn't delving into the scarves Tim brought and he sincerely said "It's most important to first finish my job".

Group photo with the staff that works on Tim's floor.

Here are some of the Men's scarves and the fruit platter Santa brought in. BTW, Cashmere scarves in China are about .75 cents US!?

I'm going to do a whole post on this amazing fruit carving Holly's little brother does.

Another group photo. Most of the gang just wanted pictures. They are so fascinated by American culture.

For the next two floors, Santa and Reindeer Hunter personally passed out the scarves. Hunter took his job very serious and wished everyone a "Sheng Dan Jie Kuai Le!" (Merry Christmas).

Tim likes to have fun with his crew... while Hunter was hard at work. He stayed totally focused the entire time.

He only had one little pit stop to snack on watermellon. And the people at Dad's work loved taking care of Hunter. I mean, down to holding the fruit for him while he ate it.

Then the little brother caught on... and the following pictures are Tanner's pathetic yet successful attempt to have the crowds swarm around him.

When Tanner would get to a new part of the building, he'd stop and pretend to fall. Here in China, with the "one child" policy, people LOVE to pamper their sweet babies. Whereas we families let them fall and say "shake it off!"

Anyway, it worked. Every time he'd fall, at least 3 people would run over to make sure he was okay.

Then they'd give him candy. Tanner would see me coming, and his hands would start shaking in hastey attempt to crack the package before I could take it from him.

The kid ate two apples, about 4 candy bars and tons of little candies. Even more than he'd gotten on Halloween. Then when he'd eaten enough from the last run, he'd stop and fall again... While making eye contact with a few ladies.

And they would run right over.

And fill his pockets, reindeer hat, and hands with candy.

Here he's at it again.

And again.

And again. It really got embarrassing when he got to the point of being hand fed all the candy.

When Tim got home, we emptied the Santa Sack with a few left over scarves, only to find about 5 more pounds of candy.