First of the Last

As you can imagine, this is the first "last full Friday" working as Santa this year as next Friday is Christmas Eve...and Santa doesn't have to explain what happens on Christmas Eve.


There's only six days left to find out what EVERY boy and girl wants Santa to bring them so a LOT of kids made sure they saw Santa today! A couple of kids wanted sewing machines, but the "big 4" are still Barbie, Legos, Pillow Pets, and remote conrolled anything.



Santa had a couple of interesting kids today, plus one VERY expectant mother-to-be. Let's start with her. She walks up to Santa in a floor-length velvet red dress, waddling like a duck. When she got about 5 feet away from me she said, "I'm not going to sit on your lap because I don't want my water to break." Good plan! She could stand wherever she wanted to take the picture. I was quite concerned on how she was walking that the baby was due any second. But she said the baby was not due until the 1st.

Now onto the little girls. One little girl (age 3) sat on my lap, looked around the room, turned to face me and then pulled my glasses off throwing them half way across the room to the camera man. The mom was very apologetic and said, "Oh, I should have told you that she likes to grab things." Sooooo, for the next few photographs, I was talking pictures with little hand prints all over my spectacles.



Another little girl was extremely hesitant to see Santa and making her displeasure known loudly and wildly to her father. The father was holding the girl rather loosely, and at that moment, in front of Santa and all of his crew, she kicked her dad right in his sugar plums...and all the guys working went "Owooooo" as dad went to his knees. For some reason the little girl did not make it all the way up to see Santa...as daddy limped off the set and mommy dragged the little girl by her hand down the hall back to the car.



Now just as a coincidence, I had a rather obnoxiously teething toddler with grandma and grandpa come and see Santa today. To say the kid drools, was an understatement! Both grandma and grandpa wanted to be in the picture (which was fine), but right before the picture was taken grandpa said, "Oh, we need to wipe his face." Just at that moment, Hoover Dam opened up and all three of us ended up being covered in drool! It was disgusting! Well, grandpa quick got a burp bib to wipe off our hands and the kid's face. I quickly grabbed the hand sanitizer next to my chair. After we snapped the picture, three bottles of hand sanitizer came out of NO WHERE for Santa to use! Santa was safely sanitized before seeing the next child. (Thanks!)



Santa's going to take advantage of the extra two hours of sleep tomorrow morning and try to stretch it out into more by going to bed early tonight, so nighty night!



Santa