Yesterday we did the annual "visit to Santa" thing. And let's just say Jeremy and I laughed a lot... When it was all over.
Harper was excited to see Santa, before the actual visit. Every time we asked her, "what do you want to ask Santa for?" she responded with, "where's rudolf the red nose reindeers' mommy? He's kinda sad... (hand motions of tears falling down her face). Bentley, on the other hand, was of course oblivious to the whole idea. We had fun standing in line, drinking coffee and hot chocolate together. The simple moments are what end up being cherished, right?
When our wait was finally over, we were ushered into a private room with Santa so the kids could have their "moment". Harper immediately was on the verge of tears and clinging to me for life; Bentley was literally clawing for the door as soon as he laid eyes on the big guy! Even though Santa was extremely nice and tried very hard to get Harper to talk to him, it was with no avail. We took our picture, reluctantly paid our $20 and walked outside to pick up the pieces.
Even though one may have considered it an utter disaster, it was a great family memory and lended itself to a fantastic picture!