Watching for Santa

A few days ago, I was in bed resting my back when the kids starting screaming.  Nate ran screaming into my room and I managed to get, "Santa just drove down the street and went in the neighbor's house!"  Santa had driven down our little street in a green Honda and had entered the house across the street.  Hmmm?  Nate and Abbie then spent the next 30-45 minutes on the top bunk of their bed peering out the window, waiting for Santa to come out of that house.  It was magical to watch: