A yearly tradition we have is that after the Santa Claus Parade, we head on up to the Bay to meet with Santa. We always have our escape plan: Gemma and I make a run for the Bay, while Mark, the hero dad, cleans up the chairs and blankets and brings them back to the car. In past years, trying to get to the 5th floor was always a madhouse. But this year we got on the escalators with ease. And when we made it to Santa, we were about 10th in line and only had 2 minutes to wait for Santa to arrive.
But, this year the Bay has changed Santa's. Gemma didn't notice but we missed our favorite Santa and Mrs. Claus. I have 7 years of pictures on Gemma with THE Santa. Seeing this will be the last year of photos with Santa (at least I hope so) we were wishing for our favorite Santa.
Anyway, to Gemma, this was THE Santa. He told her that he has 2 sisters? Really? Two Sisters? That was news to me. And she told him that she wanted a Science Kit. (I am so happy I was able to convince her to drop the Rescue Dog toy from Santa). They had a pleasant talk and now she is set! And it took less than 30 minutes. Our fastest trip to Santa to date! (Well, except last year when she was first in line, but that was an ordeal in itself).
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