We had our ward Christmas Party on Tuesday. When you live out in the sticks, Santa comes to parties wearing green bib overalls and flannels shirts, apparently. There was a long line of children to sit on Santa’s lap and Ricky and his dad were almost at the very end of that line. Ricky was happy and squirmy the whole wait in line, but as soon as he was put on Santa’s lap, he focused straight ahead and didn’t move. It was as if he was in his “happy place” and nothing was going to make him realize that he was sitting on this old man’s lap. We were just happy that he didn’t cry or make a fuss. As soon as Santa said that he could get down, Ricky returned to his smiley self.
