For weeks we practiced. She was going to say hi, give him a hug, and tell him that she wanted a guitar for Christmas.
Yeah. That's exactly how it went.
I think there is something about the tender age of 2 that requires children to be terrified of Santa.
She was perfectly fine waiting in line and she was perfectly fine as soon as we left. She just really didn't want to sit on Santa's lap. Afterwards, she told me she was sorry she cried and that she was scared of Santa. But she waved and blew a kiss on our way out, so I'm sure Santa will forgive her.
Then we spent the afternoon watching Christmas classics. After it got dark, we drove around and looked at Christmas lights. It was FREEZING because I hadn't planned on getting out of the car, but the babies loved walking around and seeing all the lights. Harper had to comment on every display and she talked about how she saw Santa in the window and how he must be really busy since he was at the mall all day. She is so hilarious sometimes.
The day was absolutely perfect. Jason has missed so much lately because of his schedule, and it was really nice to have him around for some holiday festiveness.
On a side note, if you're waiting in line to see Santa maybe, just maybe, you shouldn't loudly tell your kids that Santa is fake and that last year's mall Santa died because he got too old. I mean, tell your kids whatever in the privacy of your own home, but do you really need to say that Santa died with dozens of kids around?