We went to see Santa after school yesterday.
This will probably be the last year that my 8yo will sit on Santa’s lap. I say this because he was very suspect of him, barely sitting on his knee – it was kind of hilarious.
Luckily, when it comes to a great smile, he delivers in spades.
Of course, the little one could have sat there all day talking about how she desperately needs a drum set if she’s going to be a “Wock Star” when she grows up.
And no, I did not tear up thinking back to when they were younger during these Santa visits.
Sob.
Double Sob.
Actually this one also makes me laugh – the little one was so surly while the little man just stared at me the entire time, and kept yelling out, “Look where I’m sitting!!!”
Santa visits.
Good times.
