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Pictures with Santa Fail

We are dashing through the snow our Christmas checklist of things to do with the kids during the holiday season.  Yesterday we hung up the Christmas lights outside and last night was the night to go take pictures with Santa.

Pictures with Santa is not one of my favorite activities: the waiting, the screaming kids, the germs – and that is before we even leave the house!  But, we have to pay our $20 for our 3 x 5 picture that proves we love our kids.  But this year was going to be fun, we had a plan…

We had dinner with a few friends and then raced around dressing the kids so that people would think my children regularly wore ironed, button-down shirts and poofy dresses.  I went to put on my daughter’s black tights and discovered I had brought footless leggings, so I pulled them down over her heels and shoved the ends into the toes of her black Mary Jane’s.  “But mommy, this is not how they work,” exclaimed my exasperated daughter.  “I know sweetie, but Mommy is silly and  we don’t want you to look goofy (I almost said stupid and caught myself) in your picture.”  I think the desperation in my voice and the rushing around of the other moms convinced my daughter to just go with it.

We packed the kids into the cars and headed off to see the big man.  As we were driving there, one of my friends said, “I didn’t think  to call to see what time the mall closes on a Sunday”.  It was 5:55 pm so I knew we were safe, no self-respecting mall closed before 9:00 pm this close to Christmas.

We pulled into the mall, congratulating ourselves for deciding to go on a Sunday night since there were far fewer cars in the parking lot.  We got the kids out of the car and somehow made it through the parking lot without losing anyone.  The kids were running around like someone had given them a Santa size portion of cocoa and I figured letting them run a bit before hitting the picture line would help preserve my last holiday nerve.

We opened the door to the mall… wait, why is it not opening?  They lock one of the doors?  All the doors are locked?  What the holly?  What time does the fa la la la la mall close?! 

6:00 pm.

My kids now have a picture in their Christmas finest in front of Coca-Cola machine – hey, at least it’s red and white!

Tell me about one your holiday mishaps.  I’ll either learn from your mistake or repeat it on purpose.

 

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  1. Lori Dyan
    December 13, 2010 at 6:13 am

    Omigod – best Santa fail ever!!!!! My pic of my daughter for last year’s xmas card features her in cowboy boots, gingham top and red skirt…it’s as close as I could get… #whatever

    • December 13, 2010 at 7:06 am

      I love the Western Christmas Lori! Is it bad that I don’t really care if we get Santa rescheduled???

  2. December 13, 2010 at 6:34 am

    Ha! “What the holly? What time does the fa la la la mall close?” I am definitely going to try to incorporate these sayings into whatever I say today.

    I have those footless tights, and I sometimes wear them anyways…and I’m 25. It’s never a disgrace to wear footless tights.

    • December 13, 2010 at 10:27 am

      Ask me how many times I had to sing Fa la la la la to figure out the number of la’s! ;) I love the footless tights, they just looked a little odd with her black patent leather Mary Janes. :) I love your RAC’s, yor writing is hilarious!

  3. December 13, 2010 at 9:53 am

    That is hilarious. But seriously. Who closes their mall at 6 PM? That’s un-American.

    • December 13, 2010 at 10:28 am

      I know, right?! CMG they are Communists I tell you, Communists!

  4. December 13, 2010 at 12:24 pm

    That is CRAZY. I never heard of a mall closing that early on Sunday this late in December…my step-son had to work 8-3:30 during the blizzard here Saturday.

    • December 13, 2010 at 12:33 pm

      Thanks Lisa! I am glad other people think 6:00 is odd!

  5. December 13, 2010 at 3:54 pm

    I agree too – around the holidays 6 is just plain dumb. I feel your pain. I have been to breakfast with Santa, done homemade ornaments, gingerbreak house, penny socials, bake sales and just this weekend I realized we never did my children’s photos. So, I made an appointment for a Saturday (suicidal, isn’t it), bought these expensive suits – tucked the tags in the sleeves so I can return them, and packed them off to the photographer. Nightmare. She was mean and couldn’t get them to smile. They were trying hard but hot and tired. I ended up climbing behind the camera and doing stupid dances to make them laugh just to get that damn shot so other people believe I have wonderful, happy, well adjusted children. Holidays are exhausting!

    • December 16, 2010 at 4:01 pm

      Jennifer – What is we sent out “Real” family photos taken suring the holidays… ;)

  6. December 13, 2010 at 4:08 pm

    Well, I guess if this year’s photos could not be with Santa at least they were with an American icon. I’ll bet those pictures are adorable:) Hugs, Diane

    • December 16, 2010 at 4:01 pm

      Thanks for seeing it the same way I do Diane! ;)

  7. December 13, 2010 at 8:35 pm

    You got it to snow! See, nothing else matters.

    By the way, my kids have never had pictures taken with a mall Santa. They get one taken with my boss, who dresses up as Santa at my staff/kids/Christmas shindig. Plenty good…

    • December 13, 2010 at 8:48 pm

      Does your boss make house calls? To California?

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