Riley and her best friend visiting Santa 12/8/10Lots to do...having been discharged a few days before Thanksgiving and successfully hosting the feast it was a high speed down hill race through a calender full of events.
The starting line of which being the Jingle Bell Run and our annual visit to Santa.
We all had some nice hot chilli, which perfect for such a cold drizzly night, in the company of friends. We got the babies dressed in their holiday outfits including sparkly Santa hats. Gave everyone a set of jingle bells and headed that way, late. By the time we got there they were shutting the line to see Santa down, but being one of his personal friends I was confident he'd see us. Which of course he did.
Last year Riley, 3mo old, had gazed at Santa with such affection. Not this year. She wailed from the moment we got near him even before I put her on his lap. The babies seemed to have a agreed we'd have no smiling picture with Santa this year. It's understandably intimidating to meet the man himself. Santa was very understanding.
Once the girls were seated in the wagon with their bells and best of all candy canes all was right with the world again. Smiley little elves ringing in December.
On a much less important note we missed the race entirely and were bound for home and bed without even picking up our shirts this year, but priorities...We saw Santa!
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