Ok, so I used to wonder why on earth the malls started having Santa before Thanksgiving. I mean come on doesn't it seem like Christmas gets earlier and earlier every year? Well, now I am a Mom. Not just any Mom, but the Mom to a 3 year old who is petrified of Santa. At least for the last 2 years she has been. Last year we made several attempts to meet Santa, once even waiting in line for over 30 minutes, slowly inching our way forward, I would bend down and ask Tori "Are you sure you want to meet Santa ?" Yes was always her answer. Well her turn finally came, and guess what? She didn't want to do anything other than wave at him. She did actually stretch her arm out as far as she could, making Santa also reach his arm as far out as he could to pass on a coloring book. So all this to say, that I am not so keen on the whole waiting until after Thanksgiving, when everyone else will be waiting in line for my 3 year old to get to Santa and not even tell him what she wants for Christmas! (Never mind that we make it very clear in our house that Santa is not the one who gives the gifts). So on Monday of this week, a full week and a half before Thanksgiving, what did this Mom do? I took my child to see Santa of course! No lines, no wasted time, and great bribery for getting good behavior through the doctor's office! Well, I am glad I did, because Santa was able to take his time with us and warm Tori up. No she still didn't sit on his lap, but she did walk right up to him and give him High Five! Santa asked what she wanted for Christmas, and this is where things begin to turn for the worse. She walks herself behind me, acting her 3 year old shy self, won't talk and looks all nervous. Through both Santa and I we finally convince her to stand right in front of me, next to Santa, with Ariana in Santa's lap for the picture! Good thing I thought ahead and wore red too! Next year, maybe just maybe Tori will be in the lap too.
Oh yeah, and in case your wondering. Tori did finally tell Santa what she wanted for Christmas, A Pink Ballerina Dress. So Santa promised he would tell his elves (AKA Mom and Dad) to get a Pink Ballerina Dress and put her name on it for Christmas. I think this Mom can
accommodate this request, though the wrapping will not say from Santa, but the dress may just actually have her name on it!
Not to leave Ariana out of this story. Ariana is 6 months old now. And as most 6 months old, she loves to grab anything and everything within her reach. Especially things such as plastic bags (no wonder they have those labels - Tori never did this), paper,
jewelry (I have already parted with wearing long dangle earrings, and 1 necklace bit the dust on my birthday), and well you guessed it, HAIR! Well where does Santa have hair? On his face of course, his long white beard. Poor Santa subjected to my 6 month
olds tight and STRONG grasp through the whole ordeal of talking Tori into a picture. Look closely in the photo, and you will see what Ariana is clutching in her hand!
But Tori still swears, I DIDN'T SLEEP! She was like this for at least 3 hours! I wish I had thought enough to get the after waking up picture of Red Marker all over her face. It would have been a perfect compliment to the Green Marker that got all over her face purposefully (see earlier blog post here).
But Tori still swears, I DIDN'T SLEEP! She was like this for at least 3 hours! I wish I had thought enough to get the after waking up picture of Red Marker all over her face. It would have been a perfect compliment to the Green Marker that got all over her face purposefully (see earlier blog post here).
