Tuesday, December 11, 2007

‘Tis the Season

A picture is truly worth a 1000 words and 1000 words is more than enough for a post.

But, as always, I have to add my $.02.

I was concerned that our first trip to meet Santa would be fraught with crying, screams, and general misery. And while I did grouse about going to the mall during “The Season,” I managed not cry or scream once.

True to form, The Squeak was perfect – she smiled at the people in line, beamed at the helper elves, and laughed at Santa’s tickles.

But, if I were to find something to complain about – and I can always find something to complain about – it would be about the Santa.

This Santa was more of a Jack-Skellington-dress-as-Santa, Santa.

Not that he was scary, or that his beard was merely a faux chin strap; rather, it was that he was tall and gangly… one might even say gaunt.

In an attempt to appear heavier, he wore a padded vest. But the effect was the opposite. Knowing the vest was padded only served to make him look even frailer.

I’m sure I’m the only one who noticed.

I’m also sure that the thousands of child who have passed – and will pass – over his lap this season will only remember that he was Santa.