We went to see Santa today. Yes. Four more days to see the big guy, and we were just getting around to it. Apparently so was everyone else. We drove 35 minutes to the Bass Pro Shop in Rockwall (where we went last year), and when we arrived, the woman at the front of the store (where you check your firearms...) said that the lines were so long that they were giving time slot passes for those interested in seeing Santa. She said the only time slot they had left was for 3 1/2 hours later. I wanted to see for myself. Maybe she had been given misinformation. Maybe there was going to be a Christmas miracle. Maybe there would really be time for my girls to see Santa. When we went down to see about it, they said all the tickets were completely gone. There was no time left. There was no Christmas miracle.
Autumn said, "We can't see Santa. But, we can ride in the elevator!!"
Chloe said, "Maybe we can go get ice cream instead." So I told them we would go get ice cream.
Brooke said, "That will make me feel better!!"
We did not get to see Santa. But we rode in a elevator and got ice cream. And my girls were happy. Maybe there was a little miracle after all. Merry Christmas.
2 comments:
My kids would much prefer ice cream and elevators to Santa any day, also.
(PS--cute blog!)
The same thing happened to us, only we tried it in the middle of December. Oh well. We had fun too. :)
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