A few weeks ago, we went for our annual visit to see good old St Nick.
Despite his blue shirt and the $18 bucks I had to pay to get this bad resolution photo on a CD (cheapest "package" available), he was the nicest, jolliest Santa we've visited at this mall in years, and was so adorable with the kids.
Which made it all worth it.
I love nice people.
Especially nice Santas.
I'm happy and surprised to report that we've continued with our record of no crying upon visiting the Big Man in Red.
How does that happen you ask?
I 've figured out that P & E turn on their charm & flash those big smiles and good manners to score points with him, because they know good and well that their behavior record isn't exactly flawless.
Mmmhmmm.
Don't let those dimples fool you, they've learned early how to work the system as well as they know how to work their Daddy's Iphone.
Better than me, that's for sure...and somehow it always seems to work...
How does that happen you ask?
I 've figured out that P & E turn on their charm & flash those big smiles and good manners to score points with him, because they know good and well that their behavior record isn't exactly flawless.
Mmmhmmm.
Don't let those dimples fool you, they've learned early how to work the system as well as they know how to work their Daddy's Iphone.
Better than me, that's for sure...and somehow it always seems to work...
Parker asked for a "SURPRISE" this year (he's an adventurous child), and Emmie asked for a dollhouse (she came up with it on her own and has had Santa's elves scrambling at the last minute to ensure her Christmas fantasies aren't shattered on Christmas morning...it seems even the North Pole is sold out of all the semi-desirable dollhouse furniture!).
Since we were prohibited in taking our own pictures with Santa, I admit we snapped a few outside the perimeters, stealing a little of their backdrop. Afterall, we did pay $18 bucks. It's the least they could allow, right?
I don't know if there is a candy cane shortage or what, but the last few years they give out these See's candy suckers - my sweet-toothed children's favorite part. On Christmas morning we have to hide the stockings until the very end, or all they want is the candy in them. Forget the plethora of too many gifts under the bedazzling lights of the Christmas tree. All they can focus on with their hypnotized eyes is the blasted chocolate. Don't worry. I've already been brain storming of how I'm going to instill a love of cardio activity into them throughout their lives. It might involve some chocolate bribery, but hey, whatever gets them moving, right?;)
I don't know if there is a candy cane shortage or what, but the last few years they give out these See's candy suckers - my sweet-toothed children's favorite part. On Christmas morning we have to hide the stockings until the very end, or all they want is the candy in them. Forget the plethora of too many gifts under the bedazzling lights of the Christmas tree. All they can focus on with their hypnotized eyes is the blasted chocolate. Don't worry. I've already been brain storming of how I'm going to instill a love of cardio activity into them throughout their lives. It might involve some chocolate bribery, but hey, whatever gets them moving, right?;)
And of course, after all that hard work to get all dressed up, we had to snap a few pictures at home of the Christmas cuteness.
Poor Roxy SO wants to be a part of this threesome. Like always, she's pretty good at weaseling her way into the picture.
Poor dog thinks she's a human.
Poor dog thinks she's a human.
MeRrY ChRiStMaS!!!






















