#3 – St. Nick
Song Used: I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus – any version
Couple: Ruby Lucas & Graham Humbert

Wow! Mommy's kissing Santa Claus!
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night
She didn't see me creep
Down the stairs to have a peep
She thought that I was tucked up
In my bedroom, fast asleep

Then I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus
Underneath his beard so snowy white
Oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Daddy had only seen
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night

Michael Humbert padded his way down the stairs of his Granny's diner-slash-boardinghouse. He had gotten thirsty and decided to go downstairs instead of getting a glass of water from the bathroom as that was difficult enough for him, only 4 years old. His older sisters hated it when he depended on their mom Ruby too much, but sometimes things were just out of his reach. Rubbing his tired eyes, the 4 year old continued his way down the stairs. A deep, throaty chuckle had him peeking around the corner from the stairs. "Come on, who's been on the naughty list?" It was Santa's voice!

"Certainly not me, Santa," he heard his mother respond. And then she was kissing Santa! But…but wouldn't that count as cheating on Daddy? Then Michael saw her tickling underneath Santa's beard. Turning & tiptoeing his way back up the stairs as quickly as his little feet would take him, he burst quietly into his oldest sister Emmy's room.

"Emmy, Emmy! Wake up! I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus!" Michael shook her repeatedly and she grumpily stirred into a waking state.

"That's ridiculous, Michael. Mom wouldn't kiss Santa. Go back to bed," Emmy grumbled then covered her head once more.

Forget Emmy! She was no fun. On the verge of her teen years, Michael found her less interesting. Leaving her room, he went down the hall to his sister Jade's room. Jade would listen. Tiptoeing into Jade's room, Michael went to jump on the bed. "Jade, Jade! Wake up! I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus!"

"He saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus.
I did! I really did see Mommy kissing Santa Claus.
And I'm gonna tell my Dad."

"You're dreaming, Michael. Go back to bed," Jade groaned quietly, pushing Michael off and onto the floor.

Then I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus
Underneath his beard so snowy white
Oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Daddy had only seen
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night

Oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Daddy had only seen
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night

Michael huffed in frustration. Neither of his sisters believed him! But they would see. He grabbed Jade's phone that had been plugged in for extra battery charging and took it with him downstairs. Jade immediately ran after him to grab her phone from him and stopped short at seeing her dark-haired mother kissing Santa from around the corner of the stairs that led up to the boardinghouse part of the diner. What the…? Michael had been telling the truth. "Mom?" Jade muttered quietly.

Ruby heard the soft tone and yanked her lips away from those of her husband's. Oh shit. We've been caught. She hadn't expected Graham to "dress up" as Santa Claus nor surprise her as she made cookies in the kitchen of the diner for the real Santa. Graham pulls back as well and turns to find his kids lurking in the stairwell, reaching up to tug at the snowy white beard covering the lower half of his face. "You can come into the kitchen now, kids."

They do so, jaws dropping – figuratively speaking – to the floor at seeing the familiar face of their father with the Santa beard pulled down. "Dad? But…you…and Mom?"

"It was me the whole time, kiddo," he responded to Jade's question.

"I did! I did! I really did see Mommy kissing Santa Claus.
You gotta believe me! You just gotta believe me!
Come on, fellas, believe me! You just gotta believe me!"