We are barreling down the pike. CHRISTMAS IS A-COMING. This has been the year of Many Santas. There was a santa at Eleanor's Christmas concert!
I love Geneva's little Applause Hands, she takes applauding so seriously. (This is back when her eye was rill bad still.)
Excellent job concerting, you tiny festive pirate.
There was a santa at Eleanor's field trip to Petey's Country Christmas!
He was the most thorough santa, and there were so many kids waiting, and he just kept talking and talking and his elves kept coming by to let him know the kids had to get to their crafts
and their hot chocolate.
A+ for thoroughness and also setting, grade lowered for lack of expediency.
Last but not at all least, the santa at Dicken's Sweet Shoppe, this bonkers little British Things And Some Food museum downtown. It's free! They have a winter wonderland! It has a horse you can ride!
There's a santa! Which is why we came!
But we stayed for the enormous dollhouse
and the Very British Cows
and the ceiling full of old-timey egg beaters.
Tomorrow we get to be santa, showing up with a bag of gifts and crying HO HO HO. I'm so excited I may die.
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A very merry Christmas to you and yours.
We wish you a merry Christmas, we love you so.
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