We headed to the mall today to have Samuel's picture taken with Santa. The website said he'd be there at 10am. He wasn't. He wasn't going to be there for another hour or so. And that was as much detail as the girl could give us.
I was pretty snarky to the poor girl working the camera about it.
Samuel and I cruised the mall-which, by the way, I hate. I only go for Santa visits in December. I'm not a good shopper or even window shopper. We found the fun firetruck and motorcycle down in the food court. That killed about 20 minutes.
Santa still wasn't there. So we left the mall and headed to Kroger.
We got back about 45 minutes later. Santa was there and there was a line.
Luckily, we we ended up in line by some friends from church.
Claudia was so sweet and Giles just never was sure what was happening. :-)
Then it was Samuel's turn. He wasn't sure about Santa at first. He just kept looking at him.
He finally loosened up and told Santa that he wanted a BIG bulldozer.
The official Santa shot.
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