We went to the mall to see Santa this evening. We arrived at the beginning of Santa's 30-minute reindeer feeding break-- whoops!-- so we wandered over to the food court and got some dinner. Then we made our way back to Santa's workshop. Santa was on duty and the line was looooooong (and filled with misbehaving children-- ours included). After a few minutes I asked the little booger if he wanted to keep waiting in line or go home. He said he wanted to go home. We left. There's always next year, and...
...I like home, too.
In our experience, home is almost always better...and we are always glad to get there. love Grandma
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