Taco Mom

Taco Mom is very spicy. She has a soft shell filled with rice, beans, corn, and shredded lettuce. — I’ll let her speak for herself:

“Thanks. Yes, my name is Taco Mom. I’m waving my magic taco wand and dripping a meaty mixture. I just gave birth to Taco Child; you should have seen it. My sauce is hot; I have guacamole hair and zesty lime undergarments. Taco meat for hands, and cheese for eyes. Soda pop on tap. Ground beef also shoots out of my arm.”

Now Taco Mom commences her life’s mission, riding a taco sled and shouting “Feliz Navidad” at all the mall-walkers. She sprinkles them with taco seasoning and then dozes off after enjoying too much nog. Her donkeys continue pulling the sled, to finish her route; and the shoppers all wave to her as she passes, not knowing that she’s asleep. At last, they bring the sled home to the stable.