Mrs. Claus brought Santa because he doesn't drive, he only rides sleighs I Christmas Eve- to visit our friend and ex-neighbor Wendy Hackney's "holiday open house". They get to watch the neighborhood kids grow up, and this year Lincoln got to experience a magical Christmas w him. He was concerned about whether Santa had him on the naughty list, thankful for his potty sticker chart, and thrilled that Santa gave him a sleigh bell and a light up Rudolph nose. It was so exciting for me to watch. All that elf work really prepped him for Santa.
Toward the end of the night I asked L to go potty, that I would hold onto his bag and drawing. He said he liked it so much that he wants to "tell Santa thank you but he's gone." I said he's in the back and L gave me his things and told me he'd be right back. He went outside and told Santa thank you for the presents (and also asked him if it was him at the Children's museum. More on that later.)
When I told Chris Nguyen, he said, "oh what fun it is to be a child," or something to that effect.
As Santa was leaving, Carter hugged the back of his legs, and said "Santa Claus come to town!" Earlier he was the last to get dressed for the party, and I could tell he was wondering if he would get to change into nicer clothes too. Then at the end of the night he didn't want to take off his sweater. I guess he liked feeling handsome and all the compliments he got about his sweater... And hair. :)
Thankful for the Scarlatellas and the Hackneys for making this experience possible. And of course, Melissa the photographer and the Clauses.
Tonight ranks right up there with traveling w the kids to London & Paris.
This is our favorite:
