Santa!

Santa was in San Luis Obispo and we just had to make a trip to see him! As soon as we arrived we unloaded our giant stroller and all of our essentials for a quick outing (Approximately twenty pounds of wipes, diapers, sippy cups, diaper bag, camera, etc.), only to find out after I pushed them two blocks from our parked car that Santa's sleigh was stuck in the snow at the North Pole....until two.....it was only 12. 

Now, last year this would not have been a problem. This year is another story. Michael understands now. He's can no longer have his attention pulled in another direction once you've promised him something. See, we had been talking about seeing Santa all day. ALL DAY. And now I have to decide if I want to walk back uphill with my babies and convince my toddler that we'll come back to see Santa another time. I'm no dummy though. I knew as soon as I saw this sign I had a long road ahead of me. We waited. Two hours. That means I pushed my Caddilac of a stroller through the adorable stores with their adorable little aisles to keep my boys busy and happy. I couldn't take them to the park you see, they had their nice clothes on for Santa. :)

Now, we did make it to Santa's house. After a very, very long wait. (Santa was late by the way. 30 minutes late. I'm not holding grudges ;) We were the first in line. Michael was pounding on the door of Santa's house screaming his name. I didn't stop him. I beleive in that very moment my son was channeling my emotions.

This year went much better for Michael than it did last year. He actually talked with Santa and told him what he wanted for Christmas. A drum! Jacob on the other hand was upset. He didn't cry out loud but he wanted out of Santa's arms as soon as I set him down. The pictures turned out great. Michael loved it. It was worth it I think. At least it is off our holiday checklist!