Allow me to introduce to you Brotha Father Christmas. Every year Brotha Father Christmas stands at the side of the sink in our bathroom ready to assist good girls and boys in washing their hands. He was a gift from my mom. My husband, who is African Canadian, aptly named him "Brotha Father Christmas". It reminds him of the days as a young boy, when his mother took him to visit the African American Santa at Hudson's in Detroit.
Brotha Father Christmas has fitted in well with our racially mixed family. Each year at this time, he brings smiles to the guests of Hoganland as they visit the facilities.
