Santa is big at our house, of course I realize he is big everywhere, I mean no one could eat that many cookies and get away with it to even St Nick, just think of his tailoring bill in January.
Our Santa sighting began on Thanksgiving with the Macy's parade, Annette just stared at the TV she couldn't believe her eyes, all the while her sisters were running in circles yelling its "Christmas time, Santa Claus is coming to town!"
A week or so later in the middle of Anya's Norwegian dance class one of the mothers ran in to tell us Santa was upstairs and to come quickly. As I went up the stairs holding Annette she was vibrating with excitement and whispering "Santa, Santa, Santa" After that in the car her favorite song became " You better watch out you better watch out, Santa Claus is coming to town!" (her version)
Last week we went to see him and get the girls picture with the big guy, although I'm not sure who was most excited, the girls or Grandpa, we had to drag him away after Santa gave him his candy cane. Here are some pictures of the event.
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