(We finally got some snow!)
Cooper and I were walking through the store when we came across Santa Claus waiting for kids to sit on his lap.
Cooper rolled the dice and climbed up to spill his little heart’s desire into the ear of the Big Guy.
When he was done, as we were walking away, the conversation went like this…
Cooper- How did Santa get here Mama?
Me- Well, you know he’s got that magic sleigh.
Cooper- Yeah, it flies!
Me- It probably gets him anywhere he wants in the blink of an eye.
Cooper- That’s good, cause it would be a really long walk.
Me- Yes, yes it would.
I thought it was going to be hard to find anything fun to blog about, I don’t know why I was worried… I have kids!
Speaking of the Bearded Guy…
When I was little I was terrified of Santa.
I never wanted to sit on his lap.
One time we even had a friend come to the house all dressed up to surprise us, I hid in my room.
What is your stance on the Holiday Honcho?
Did anyone else find it odd that our parents encouraged us to talk to, and worse, sit on a complete strangers lap?








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