Rebecca wasn't impressed with Santa.
She was excited while we were waiting in line, saying "ho ho ho" and pointing at him. But as soon as I tried to sit her on his lap, she wouldn't let go of me and started crying. I had to pry her off of me and sit her down and watch her cry while my husband snapped pictures and we laughed. What kind of parents do that??? Sit their child on a strange man's lap, let them cry, and laugh about it??? Well, apparently, we're that kind of parents. It's a rite of passage. I picked her up and she calmed down immediately. She even waved goodbye to him once Rachel was done.
Rachel loved it, and told him the things she had written on her list (a Belle dress, shoes, gloves--"all yellow, please," and a princess doll). He knew that Belle wore a yellow dress and she was impressed!
Afterward we walked around outside and saw the big Christmas tree, trains, and nativity.
Rebecca loved the trains and kept saying "too too tain" over and over well after we left.
Then we went in Barnes and Noble to get warm and let Rebecca play awhile.
Despite the crying, it was a fun evening.
And here's one more picture of Rebecca....just because it makes me laugh. This face of hers is even more priceless....but Rachel's isn't as good, which is why I chose the other one for the first one.
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