Santa, you’re late!
Perhaps as a “celebrity” he feels that he can take his sweet old time.
Yeah, not so much!
I took the kids to the mall to visit Santa – crazy, I know! We arrived at 10 am and saw that he only showed up at 11am. No biggie, we had some shopping and errands to do.
Return to Santa 5 minutes early and the dreaded line has already started to form. We take our place – sixth in line (not bad), and then we wait.
Oh hold on a sec…a wonderful train ride while we wait? Sure, why not? So the boys get a fun train ride, and still no Santa.
We wait some more, and while we are standing there I think about all the Christmas movies I have watched in my life, where the mall Santas are less than “appealing”. You know the ones I mean? The ones who drag their feet to get to their post all the while having just been sitting behind the mall drinking some “refreshments” out of a brown paper bag.
Well as I was imagining Santa on his smoke break outside, the kids waiting less than patiently, I decided to call it a day. Waiting the fifteen minutes felt like FOREVER, when the kids were feeling restless!
Santa, you were late for your own party! But at least we had a fun train ride!
Perhaps we will try again next week 😉