It was time to see Santa – that jolly old soul. The most ironic thing about seeing Santa is that it’s never jolly. We knew the line would be horrendous, and it was. We knew it would be packed with snot nosed impatient children – and it was; ours fitting in perfectly with the rabble.
We’ve gone to the same mall every year since Aaron was born to see this particular Santa. I’m a bit of a Santa snob – I’ll admit it. I’m not going to sit my kid on just anyone’s red velvet robed knee. Oh no, if I’m going to perpetuate the myth that is Santa then by God I’m going to do it right by choosing a Santa that could actually BE Santa.
He’s round, he’s jolly, he has a REAL beard of snowy white, a gentle voice and a genuine way with children. This way when the kids get old enough to realize that we’ve been lying to them for the entirety of their childhoods, they might at least appreciate the fact that we were damn good liars and picked a heck of a good actor to aide and abet us in those lies!How about you? Are you picky about which Santa you take your kids to see?
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You know I am going to try and get Avery with each and everyone this year. Because I am not a far of your Santa. The Jordan Creek Snata was in suspenders and a holiday turtle neck when we went the other day and at first I was up set I was like HELLO RED SUIT but then Matt pointed out that Santa only wears the Red Suit on Christmas since it is his uniform, he does not have to wear it all the time. Matt also said that Santa also puts on the Red Coat when he goes outside for Wood for the stove but other than that that is it.
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