Yesterday we took Halle to South Towne mall for her first visit with Santa. I predicted that she would sit on his lap for a few seconds and then wiggle her way down and start running around the mall.
Things went a little different then expected.
She sat on his lap and started looking at us for help. Immediately her bottom lip stuck straight out and her little face crumpled and she started crying. Santa started singing "jingle bells" softly in her ear and she calmed right down. She sat with him for a while just looking around.
He must be the real Santa.
His beard is real. His cheeks are rosy. He had amazing magical calming powers over Halle.
Must be Santa. Just look at him.
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