Well, we put our hurt feelings aside and gave Santa another try. This wasn't just sitting on the Big Guy's lap, but it was a Santa Breakfast.
We prepped EC- lots of talk about Santa, books about Santa, pointing out Santa. On the way there, our conversation went like this:
Me: Em, are you going to see Santa?
EC: vigorous nodding in the affirmative
Me: Are you going to tell Santa hi?
EC: uh huh
Me: Are you going to blow Santa a kiss?
EC: nodding yes
Me: Are you going to sit on Santa's lap?
EC: frown, concerned look
And that's pretty much how it went. She's one of Santa's many admirers "from afar." We moved on to the cookie decorating. It went much better!
Till we tried to put her on a big chair made out of Sprite and Coke. She didn't appreciate it- at all. I guess we were pushing our luck.
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