You know how your own feelings as a parent shape your parenting? I find Santa kind of creepy. I always have. From a distance, Santa is magical and fun and good. But try to make me sit on the creepy, old guy’s lap … no thank you!
Case in point number 1 … (I’m the terrified baby)
Case in point number 2 … (hard to get a Santa picture when the subject won’t get onto Santa’s lap)
So, my point is that I don’t have a lot of pictures of the boys with Santa. We don’t seek him out and since our ward doesn’t bring Santa to our church parties … there just isn’t a lot of Santa lap-sitting going on here.
Grandmama seems more fond of the old man. She took Ricky and Billy out for hair cuts last week and came home not only with shorter hair, but also this …
Aren’t they good looking boys?
Rusty and Tommy had a field trip to Ogden’s Christmas Village this last week and part of that included a visit to Santa’s Castle where Mrs. Claus was waiting for them.
(See even Mrs. Claus can be creepy … what’s up with the sunglasses?)
I will have it noted that all four of the older children have had their lap-sitting experience this year. However, I have no intention of taking Bobby so we’ll just have to be content with this …
Merry Christmas!