Roger, Schatz, and I were having lunch at the food court yesterday. Santa was visiting for a photo opportunity. It wasn't very busy so we had full access to the Big Guy.
Schatz: Is that the real Santa?
Me: You will have to ask him.
Schatz (to Santa): Are you the real Santa?
They chat for a few minutes and we go back to our lunch.
Schatz: Mom, will you go talk to Santa?
Schatz: Well, I need you to tell Santa that I am on the Nice list.
Me: He knows you're on the nice list.
Schatz: No, Mommy, I was being naughty last week, but this week I've been nice. You have to tell him to put me back on the nice list?
Me: I think you should tell him.
Schatz: He's not going to believe me. You better tell him.
Usually I would just chuckle, but Santa is no laughing matter so I put in a good word for her.
3 weeks ago