A visit from Santa

Several years ago, Mom and Dad had a friend stop by the house. This friend looked an awful lot like Santa Claus, all the way down to the red suit. The friend asked if there were any neighborhood kids he should visit. Mom took him around to the different houses but wanted to stop at one in particular that had a large family, and Mom knew the youngest girl was having a hard time believing that year.  After the visit, the girl’s parents told Mom the daughter believed in Santa again.  And had told them “the Brock’s are just the kind of people Santa would know.”