Every year we just can't wait for Santa to return. The lights, the reindeer, the anticipation, it's wonderful. Jaggar was like, 'YEEEEEAAAA!!!" every time we told him that we were going to see Santa that night. He is also very into what he wants for Christmas. And that happens to be whatever the last thing is that he saw. Right now, it's "the shark thing," which is a tube of plastic sharks with a shark head as a lid. Sage wants the newest American Girl doll, Caroline, and surprises. So last Friday night, we went to the mall to wait for Santa's debut. Jaggar couldn't stand the wait. "Where's Santa????"
Yes, he is spitting here. At least, it's a good picture of Sage.
And we waited. Some little church dance studio had some girls that danced, which Sage critiqued from her 5 years of dance under her belt. And then it was time. You can watch him come out here. I love Jaggar's excitement and all the excitement of the kids. It's so sweet. Okay, I'm going to be real now. We all know that Santa has helpers. He can't be at all malls at once, but we just never know when the real Santa is going to slip in. So we have to be on point all the time. But...I hate this Santa helper. I had hopes in the video when he first came out that he'd do better...and then he speaks. The best helper or real Santa (I think he was real) was here. He was amazing, but he got injured a few years ago...and he's never been able to return. So this guy comes...and I seriously just don't like him. But it's a new year.
Grayson and Adalyn were there too, and I can't help but crack up at Adalyn's face. Emily says this is what she does every time she's instructed to smile. :) Jaggar couldn't understand why we had to wait in line.
So off we go. This guy hit a bad note with me a few years ago when he told Sage this never ending story about how when I was little I asked for this doll. But she didn't have red hair, so I colored her hair with a red marker in "that room in the back of Sage's grandmother's house." Did she know the one he was talking about? Yeah. So this time, he's all right. Kids are saying what they want. Then he does it. He looks at me and asks when I'm due only to go on and ON about how he's having a grandson in 3 weeks, too. I mean, really? You're seriously there for 20 minutes on the first NIGHT and you can't do better than that.
It was fine. The kids were in awe. Sage still thought he was the real one instead of a helper needing to be fired like I believe because he knew their names.
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