In December, we took the kids to visit with my family in Virginia.
My sister, Michelle did a lot of research and planning for our visit. She made a reservation for us to have breakfast with Santa on Sat. morning and she organized a lunch for everyone from my Dad's family. It was a lot of work and much appreciated...
On Saturday morning, the kids woke up wondering about what the day would bring. Breakfast with Santa at 9:30am was just what the Dr. ordered - we were starving!
Let me lay out the scene for ya...
This diner in Mathews holds about 50 people MAX. As we walk in the door, everyone & their brother speaks to me, wants to know how I've been, what I'm up to, and who these people are with me... This is all preceded by the up and down "look" that happens EVERY TIME - to all FOUR of us??? Weird?
Picture the old sitcom Cheers but without the beer or the bar... instead its a diner and everyone DOES INDEED KNOW YOUR NAME, and your parents, and your grandparents, and the good / bad things you've done in your life. Its loud, its colorful, its country, and its... Home.
When John goes to Mathews he always feels overwhelmed! Poor guy can't keep up with all the names and the stories and the so and so's cousins brother scenarios?! But, I'll give it to him, he always nods his head and pretends that whatever so and so's cousins' brother is saying is the most wonderful thing he's ever heard...
Anyway, back to the breakfast.
So after the BIG entry into the diner. We sit down and in comes Santa. Molly leans in and pulls my arm to come closer to her and she whispers the following into my ear:
Molly: E, do I HAVE to sit on his lap?
Me: You don't have to sit on his lap, but I really would like for you to stand by his shoulder while Mack sits on his lap so I can get a good picture of the two of you.
Molly: Ok, GOOD! I'll stand next to him but I'm not sitting on his lap. I mean reallyyy, sitting on a strangers lap is really creepy!
Me: Well, I guess your right in a way!?? (I'm looking at her in amazement, AND honestly, in agreement... I mean THINK ABOUT IT people? Santa can be a little creepy???)
Molly: (again, pulling me down so she can whisper in my ear) I mean COME ONNNNN, I'm old enough to know how this thing WORKS ANYWAY????
Me: (Deer in headlights!)
She dropped it, I dropped it and honestly I have no idea if that was the "CODE" or not... but I didn't bring it up the rest of Christmas and neither did she. So, I guess we'll just have to ride it out and see how next year goes?
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