Our Papa Is Santa, Too?

When our daughter asked me to be Santa Claus for our first grandson, our little grandson Jeffrey, who loves me, and I love him, how could I say no? I couldn't. I told her I would rent a Santa suit, wig and beard and plan accordingly to be available for when she wanted me to make my "appearance" for Jeffrey. She said "No Dad. You can rent a Santa suit, but I want you to let your hair and beard grow out so it'll be the real thing". Surprise. My hair has been white for quite a few years. Being...