Sittin’ With Santa
Posted by Mike on December 17th, 2007As I sit here reflecting on the adventures of this past Saturday it occurs to me that I don’t really remember ever going out with my family to visit Santa as a kid. At least not in a Christmas Story sort of way. He would usually visit one of our many family or ward parties so there was never much need to venture out to locate him at the local mall. I don’t remember it being a big deal to me, but it just wasn’t a priority for our family. However, I do vividly remember one particular year when he stopped by the Haymond family party. We were at my great grandpa Creed’s house (this Creed Haymond) involved in our party activities when a noise on the roof halted all partying. My cousins and I all looked to the ceiling in unison as we actually heard him land his sleigh on the roof. I was probably only 5 or 6 at the time, but I remember hearing the hooves clatter across the the roof as my cousins and I all grew increasingly excited. That’s all I really remember about the event, but it kinda makes me wish that there was a way to maintain some of that youthful innocence. The excitement of a magical moment like that is difficult to reproduce at age 30.
Anyway, in an effort to provide the girls with an opportunity to share their Christmas desires with the man in red, we visited Fashion Place Mall Saturday afternoon. Truth be told, the location we picked was only because there was a store I needed to visit there, but it all worked out. As we headed over to get in the “Santa line”, it became apparent that Santa has modernized along with the rest of society. Instead of having to stand in an impossibly long line full of cranky kids, Emily was handed a restaurant pager and was told that she would be “buzzed” when Santa was ready for us. It actually worked out quite well. Once we were buzzed, Santa was very accommodating and let us get a nice picture with all 4 kids. After that, Hailey and Mallory both proceeded to tell Santa everything that they expected to be delivered Christmas night. I guess we’ll have to see if he comes through.
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