I’ve been making my list, and checking it twice. Yep, it’s my traditions list. There are just certain rituals that I cannot escape every single December – in fact, I look forward to them all year.
It’s just not Christmas in our family unless we . . .
1. Pay a visit to Santa.
I refuse to stand in those long lines at department stores or malls and pay money for pictures with Santa. Honestly, that’s my definition of hell. I prefer take the kids to the free Santa at the local tree farm. That’s where I eavesdrop and get a hysterical earful.
Here’s last year’s snapshot. My four year old knew her window was short so she’s wasn’t wasting a second. The two year old never got a word in.
“Santa, make sure the puppy carrier you bring me has the spotted dog, not the one with the plain brown dog, no I want the spotted puppy in the purple doggie carrier. Make sure ! And I want the Polly Pockets with the puppies in the orange box. The orange box, okay? And I want the Dalmations movie, not the first one with the mean Cruella, the other one. I want number two. Number two ! Dalmations number two! You got that Santa ?
Oh. And I think my brother wants a train.”