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| Last year’s questionable meet-up |
We’ve really been pushing The Christmas.
Mostly for myself. It’s kind of hard to be in the spirit of things when really (reallyreallyreally) tired, but the [advent] calendar waits for no man!
So we’ve been rocking the Sirius XM holiday station. Expected side effect: I remember how much I adore renditions of ‘O Holy Night’ (except for Jewel’s- blechity blech) and any incarnation of Canon in D. Especially if a children’s choir is singing in the background. UNexpected side effect: Nora cannot stop singing ‘You’re A Mean One, Mr. Grinch.” (Or, as it’s more commonly known, ‘Meanie.’)
Frosty The Snowman has been viewed. (As has the shockingly inferior sequel- Frosty Returns. Seriously. Come on. It’s just… For real.) We love Frosty. We hate the part where he melts. Can. Not. Deal. When. He. Melts. There’s a good ten minutes of “Frosty will melt, but it’ll be okay” before the dude even gets trapped in the greenhouse. And then after his soaky demise, “SANTA WILL FIX HIM” is wailed straight into the credits. And then we sing the song until bedtime and ask when we can watch it again.
Now that I think about it, it’s a pretty horrifying scenario. Sorry, kid.
I am determined to make Nora pals with Mr. Ol’ Saint Nick, so I’ve really been talking him up to her. Kinda feels like a middle school relationship. (“No, he really likes you. Do you like him, too? Do you really like him? He’s so fun. He has cool toys!”) I think she’s keying into what he’s all about, though, because every good deed or successful trip to the potty is followed up by a pointed “That was very kind, Mommy. I am kind.”
Hopefully this budding relationship will last until at least this Saturday, which is when the fateful (second) meeting will go down. At the Christkindlmarket to be exact. (Mulled wine in a boot! Miniature blown-glass animals! Ohboyohboy! And, uh, Santa!)
Last year’s meet n’ greet had mixed results. She was perfectly fine until she actually saw Santa. And had to sit on his lap. And until he spoke to her. Not to mention having to smile for a picture. And there were elves who were all like- How are you, today?
She was horrified.
The picture we captured was remarkably calm. Those picture-takin’ elves really know what they’re about.
This year will be different, I can just tell. Shy Thumbelina will be joined by her miniature sidekick, Cheerful Buttercup. Gotta put on a brave face for The Littles.
Or at least be pleasant enough to get your Santa treat.
Gotta work the system.
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