I took the boys to the mall to visit Santa today. Last year, they both seemed a little put-off by the big fluffy guy, so I did a lot of prepping this year. We went to “just look at him” last week (but rode the train!), bought our “Santa outfits” this past weekend, and talked about visiting him nightly. Both kids were SO EXCITED to tell him what they want for Christmas this year (Matthew wants yet ANOTHER set of walkie talkies, Bryson wants Lightning McQueen) and could hardly wait to go. On our way to school, Matthew kept asking why we had to wait soooo long to see him. After leaving Matthew at school, Bryson insisted that we go see Santa that instant (the mall was not open yet – I told the truth!!!). I had high hopes!
Prior to this morning, I did have a few worries that Matthew would get cold feet – after all – that is what happened with the Easter Bunny in April (in all fairness, Matthew just opted out and poor Bryson wasn’t given a choice and sobbed his little eyes out = best picture EVER). I thought for sure that Bryson would run right up to Santa and chat him up.
The opposite happened!
Matthew had almost no hesitations, and all Santa had to do was smile at him and he sat right down next to him and started spilling it. Bryson, on the other hand, was scared to pieces. As Matthew was smiling and talking with Santa, while I was trying to coerce Bryson to “just sit next to him,” I asked the picture gal to please start snapping photos because I wasn’t sure how long this was going to last. Matthew started to be concerned about his little brother and tried helping me convince him that it was OK to sit with Santa. Bryson disagreed – BIG TIME. So, I did what any good mom does and plopped him down there and walked away. We got one photo that did not look like we were torturing him 😉
And now we’re done for another year! Ho, Ho, Ho!!!