Hello….I am Baby Santa Claus.  I know many of you may find me a bit odd…..how can someone be a baby….and a Santa Claus?  I understand the confusion, I felt the same way when Mr. Choy was pushing me around the Superstore and I saw the subject of today’s post.

Chocolate and eggnog?  Which are you?

Now I often accuse the President’s Choice line of insulting my intelligence, a generic product with some nice packaging…please…I am baby…I am Santa Claus…but I am not stupid.

In this case though, it’s a match made in heaven.  It could very well be just chocolate milk mixed with eggnog, and if it is, kudos to them.  Working at the North Pole, I have seen all sorts of failed combinations (like ketchup and purple!), so I must recognize such a bold one.

And if you think bagging your own groceries is bad, try assembling a table hockey game in a pair of mittens while an elf is breathing down your neck….it is misery…and I know this more than anyone… for I…am Baby Santa Claus…..