The only spot to get warm after cutting down our tree was inside a little building. There was a stove to warm up by, a cash register...in hopes you'll spend your holiday cheer a little further, and the most awful Santa we've ever seen! As soon as we walked in I knew it was bad news. After trying to exit back out into the cold once to escape the inevitable...and having Elizabeth totally break down because of the cold...I went back in with the kids, bracing myself for what was to come.
What I couldn't have anticipated was that in addition to the actual mustache poking out in spite of the fake one, we also witnessed the woman in front of us take her baby from Santa and in the process snap Santa's beard right off of his face...quickly smoothing it back on in an attempt to repair the "damage". When Nathan asked Santa for one thing, a new Webkinz, (definitely trying to simplify a list he's been working on for weeks) Santa replied that he had no idea what that was, but sure hoped that Nathan's mom did.
A while after we got home, something was mentioned about the Santa. I could tell that Joshua was pretty oblivious, but I was a bit worried about Nathan. I pulled him aside and said, "Nathan, there's something I want to tell you about that Santa we saw today..." And Nathan just burst out..."Mom, HE WAS A FAKE!"
After a bit more discussion we both came to the same conclusion. We aren't trusting that farce with our gift lists. We're sending a letter!
