I should preface this post by admitting, Paul & I are not "Santa" people. We've always told Alec that Santa is pretend and avoided buying any Santa decorations or watching Santa shows. Maybe we're a tad too pragmatic, but, we don't see the point and, hey, why let someone else take credit for all the gifts?
Knowing our son, I figured we should ostracize him from all other children whose parents strive diligently to perpetuate the charade (and who might hate me eternally for ruining it), but Alec firmly announced, "No! Santa is real and you're on the naughty list!" I had to turn my head and chuckle, but agreed to visit Santa at the Bass Pro Shop. Free pictures and grandma willing to wait in the hour-long line, why not? This way Alec could state his demands as he'd been (arguably) 'good' this year. So, Alec wrote his letter,
Knowing our son, I figured we should ostracize him from all other children whose parents strive diligently to perpetuate the charade (and who might hate me eternally for ruining it), but Alec firmly announced, "No! Santa is real and you're on the naughty list!" I had to turn my head and chuckle, but agreed to visit Santa at the Bass Pro Shop. Free pictures and grandma willing to wait in the hour-long line, why not? This way Alec could state his demands as he'd been (arguably) 'good' this year. So, Alec wrote his letter,
I even let him hold a gun (shudder) and play some games.
And, of course, a picture with the big guy. James apparently feels as I do:
I did get a free candy cane out of the day, since Alec hates anything mint flavored, so it was worth it.