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Our Annual Santa Party

12 Dec

One of our holiday traditions is to attend a children’s Christmas party at my husband’s golf club.  The kids get to talk to Santa, decorate gingerbread cookies or houses, dance eat candy and basically do it up all at one event.  This is our third or fourth year attending and it was an absolute pleasure!!!!

Past years my 7-year-old daughter was deathly afraid of Santa so that made parties like these very hard!

I’m finding that I can actually sit and eat my meal these days at events which is so utterly fabulous after so many years of keeping track of 3 babies and preventing injury or escape while in public!

Before we left I had a mandatory photo shoot in front of our tree :)

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It’s too bad my manic tendencies had me making our holiday card weeks ago because this was really the perfect shot!

Come to think of it, the whole day is really a photo shoot. If you hadn’t noticed, I loooove taking photos of my kids and now that I’m rocking a real camera I’m pretty much unstoppable!

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It’s very rare I’m in a picture because of this but I begged my husband to help me make the family picture happen….and it did :)

The kids were called together to listen to a magic show.  Though my son seems to be too cool for anything these days, even he was amused.

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When Santa came there was a massive line and hoard of freaking kids.  I urged my kids to wait and since we were the only ones left in the dining room the DJ worked the party just for my kids!

this may be the favorite shot of the day

this may be the favorite shot of the day

When it was finally time for Santa I was thrilled to snap a shot of all 3 on him, which has never before been done!

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My son said “okay mom but don’t put it on Facebook or blog!”

I tell you this Santa was so engaging and adorable. He had lengthy conversations with the kids which may have explained the long but worth the wait lines.

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I’m finding that as the years go on I am acquiring more holiday spirit. I really relish in the kids excitement and innocence and know these days are numbered.
Do you enjoy this time of the year?

Santa I’d Like an iPad, Says the Four Year Old

19 Dec

Little one saw Santa at school last week.  And once again she asked for an iPhone, iPad, DS and XBOX…and her whole class heard it!

Let me remind you she is FOUR YEARS OLD!!!!!!

It is my job this week to remind her of what has already been purchased and hidden in her dad’s closet what she REALLY wants.

Are any of your children asking for things they WON’T be receiving for the holidays?!

Santaphobia and the Santa Brunch

7 Dec

My husband’s club offer a great children’s party around the holidays.  We only started taking the kids last year because my daughter has always been deathly afraid of Santa, since the first time she met him at 10 months old.

She suffers from Santaphobia…An abnormal, persistent fear of Father Christmas.   I didn’t make that up!  Actually there is no scientific name for her broader condition, fear of adults in costumes.

But back to Santa, I mean she’s probably got a better head on her shoulders than the rest of us, because why wouldn’t you be afraid of a big man with a crazy red get up like that?

As she got older, the fear intensified.  We could barely be out and about around the holidays because just the sight of the Santa in the mall would practically give her an anxiety attack.

But this year, my big kindergartener was begging to see him.  She said she no longer was afraid and couldn’t wait to tell him about everything she wants.

So at the party, I took it as a good sign when she saw Elmo and didn’t flip out.

The little one, though she loves Elmo, didn’t want to go near him.  She preferred to almost disrobe as she proudly portrayed her Elmo undershirt.

But where was Santa, my daughter was nagging.

First we had to endure a cheesy magic show.  Have you ever noticed how completely weird these magicians are?  My husband reminded me that the magic was there to entertain the children, not me, but even my son appeared very nonchalant about the show when he was called up to participate.

Finally, that show ended and Santa was next.  We raced to the other room to be some of the first on-line.  After waiting an eternity, we were up, except something was wrong.  My hand was being gripped like a vice and my daughter would. not. move.  I looked down and tears were streaming down those little red cheeks.  Now both girls were refusing to go, so my little guy was the man and our only family member brave enough to visit with Santa.

While I held my crying girls, my husband snatched the camera from me to capture my little man on Santa.  Here’s a guy who can fix anything, build anything…..but to take a unblurry picture, well that’s an insurmountable task!!!

The girls decided they wanted to hang with Mrs. Claus, and dragged me up there too, and thus another blurry masterpiece was snapped.

When this event was done I felt like I had run a marathon, and it was only 2 o’clock!

Anyone else have a Santaphobic kiddo?

 

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