My baby is growing up. Hannah has NOT been a fan of Santa Claus for about 2 years now. She even decided when she was two that Frosty could bring her presents, but NOT santa. So, needless to say I have avoided the Santa picture lines at the mall for the past two years. We could stand on the second level and look down at Santa - even wave to him, but sit in his lap - oh no ma'am. This year Hannah's day care had picture day with Santa a couple of Saturdays ago. Hannah was so excited and talked a HUGE talk about telling him all she wanted for Christmas and getting her picture made with him. So, off we went to daycare to see Santa. This is how the day started...
Here is Santa
Here is Hannah (clinging to her daddy)
We finally made it when she would get her picture made, but only if David went with her. Better than nothing - right.
When we left daycare she had decided that Santa was nice and she wanted him to bring her presents. So Frosty has officially been released from all present brining duties.
The past couple of days Hannah has been dying to go to the mall and get her picture made with Santa. We had to run by the mall on Thursday night to pick up a few things and she said she wanted to sit in his lap and get her picture made. Well, Santa was at dinner, so we couldn't do it and I really didn't think she would do it anyway. So yesterday, I had my department lunch at work and then we get to leave after the lunch. Since Thursday night Hannah has been asking if we could go back to the mall and see Santa. We had some time to kill before we met my parents for my birthday dinner, so I thought we could go to the mall and get her picture made. I didn't think the line would be that long on Friday around 1:30. WRONG!!! Huge WRONG. My friend Sandra called while we were still in line and couldn't believe we were having to wait that long. We waited in line for almost 2 hours, but I had a little girl who was so excited. I think I asked her about 10,000 times if she was sure she wanted to sit in his lap and get her picture made and every time she said yes. You know what I am thinking...we are going to stand in this line and then she is going to change her mind. As we got closer she kept getting more and more excited. I would not trade those two hours for anything in the world. It was finally our turn and my little girl went right up to Santa, I put her in his lap, she told him what she wanted for Christmas, got her picture made, and gave him a hug. She was so proud of herself. She could not wait to tell Nana and Papa and her dad about sitting in Santa's lap. So, here is the proof and here is the reason I am taking a step back this year and trying to see Christmas through the excitement of my child. May we remember to be this excited about the real reason for the season. Merry Christmas!!!
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