"Have you had your picture taken with Santa yet?"
It's a question we get asked many times. I just haven't had the courage to try recently.
A few weeks ago we had our first encounter with the Jolly Old Soul - we were playing in the castle at Memorial City and paid a visit as we were leaving. We walked by, gave him high-fives and hugs, then left. Didn't want to put the kids on his lap quite yet... just wanted them to SEE Santa. Great first visit.
Well, yesterday morning we were all in the van headed home from errands, and received a phone call from Grams. Santa was paying a quick visit to the YMCA! The kids were used to the location since they've been swimming there before.
I didn't have my camera, but we thought, "why not"...
We arrived to find a sweet Santa ready in the lobby, a line that wasn't very long, and several tables set out for Christmas activities for the kids! James was happy to be amidst the crowd, but the girls were clinging to my pants as they tried to figure out what all the noise was about! The kids made their first stop at the cookie table! Then off to color a picture of Santa... I decided to avoid the "glitter" craft table at all costs!
Finally - it was OUR time to see Santa.
James jumped in his lap before we had time to grab him! He gave Santa high-fives, told him he wanted a train and a digger... even gave him 2 kisses before he left! We were ALL surprised - thought for sure he would be the one to shy away... we were SO wrong.
Madison was next in line. During James' visit, she spent the majority of her time hiding behind me (who was sitting on the floor next to Santa with Morgan in my lap). She was shy, had her back to the camera, and mumbled the entire time. I DID hear her tell Santa she wanted a baby crib :) About that time, the camera lady said, "Say Cheese!"... and so she whipped her little face around and gave the camera the biggest, cheesiest smile she could - pretty cute, if I do say so myself.
Time for Morgan - and she was NOT going to be leaving my lap for ANY reason --- so I decided to sit a little
closer to Santa so they could at least be in the same picture. Meanwhile, James, who thought the photos were all finished, was headed for the door... we called him back over to join the group, and he did so in protest. Not being a very happy boy, he flopped his body over my right shoulder. The sweet camera lady asked if we wanted to try moving him, etc... I just told her to take the picture - this was a great shot of a typical day ... but this day just happened to be with Santa.
So here is the group photo - complete with uneaten cookies and business cards from Santa (not to drum up business, but explain a little about the true meaning of Christmas).
On the way home, I asked Morgan if she liked Santa, and she said Yes! She also said she wanted a baby crib, too!
Love you lots, Santa! We look forward to seeing you again!