My kids finally got to see the one and only true Kris Kringle (alright, maybe he was just a guy “helping” Santa…and not the real one).
The only issue I had with the whole first time Holiday meeting was that I think Santa was hitting the bottle before chair call time (allegedly). OK, just take a look for yourself (these dramatizations have been created for this blog, and YES…it went down exactly like this):
I could not stop laughing the whole entire time. It was like they just picked this guy up off the street and threw him in a red suit. His beard gave me problems from the get-go. What is that? It totally makes me think of Bad Santa. And the look on my kids’ faces…they’re not dumb…they could probably smell the Jim Beam on his breath. I should have taken a hint when I saw that NO ONE was in line to see him when we walked up. I thought we scored…but apparently Santa was the only one scoring that night…with a flask and some Visine. So what do you do in a situation like this, you ask? You tell your kids Santa’s being goofy and to join in…they gladly obliged!