Santa was in town today visiting Shae’s place of employment, as well as several other simultaneous locations around town. What a guy, eh?
We showed up at our appointed time and enjoyed watching all of the cute kiddies gleefully jump into Santa’s lap or cower in terror behind their parents/siblings.
Frugal Boy had just woken up from a nap and hadn’t had a snack yet, so he was a bit distracted by thoughts of filling his belly.
Off to the side was a room with some props set up so parents could take more pictures.
Frugal Boy will probably get coal this year, especially after attempted grand theft sleigh.
As the caboose of six kids, I find these types of events novel and I also feel myself turning into my own father quite a bit. I remember visiting Santa only once, in my kindergarten class. I was that kid who tried to convince my classmates he was a sham. That notion along with my lunchroom argument that negative numbers existed were a bit too radical and edgy for my peers. Shae on the other hand has fond Santa memories.
Oh, and in case you are wondering, despite attempted sleigh theft, Santa gave our naughty little monkey a $10 gift card to a well known big box store for kids. Geez, what a guy! Thanks Santa, next year bring the coal (that’s what my father would have said).