One of my friends bid on him at an auction type fundraiser thingy a few months ago. Totally legit, I swear. Anyway, she won, so Santa was required to come entertain her at a place and time of her choosing. And since she's awesome - and also because she probably didn't want to spend an afternoon having a cozy tête-à-tête with Santa - she decided to share him with all of our kids.
So my friends and I planned a little shindig for our families, but we didn't tell the kids that Santa would be coming. We said we were just going to have Christmas cookies and what not, whatev, no big deal. Oooh - Christmas subterfuge!
Anyways, we were all on the edge of our seats waiting for Santa to show up at 1:00 sharp. Well, my girlfriends and I were. Our husbands were all in the other room talking about sports or maybe cars or other boy stuff. Seriously, it was like a junior high party. The girls in one room, the boys in the other. Although come to think of it, the boys chose the same room that the Christmas cookies were in. Sneaky bastards.
The kids were all upstairs playing, so the plan was that Santa would just come on in, let out a "Ho Ho Ho!" and then the kids would appropriately FREAK THE EFF OUT. But unfortunately, I forgot that my house has windows. So they all saw Santa pull up in his car in the driveway. Oh well!
They were all still quite excited anyway, although Owen did ask me suspiciously "Mommy, where are Santa's reindeer?" I told him maybe he dropped them off at a farm to let them have a drink or something. What! I was under pressure.
Anyway, all of the mommies got out their cameras and totally flash stunned Santa when he came in the door.
But then he got comfy and settled down to business.
Ashley volunteered to go up to see him first. Shocker, I know. She said she wanted one of the bells from his sleigh - totally copped from Polar Express. Santa has apparently never seen Polar Express and sounded a little wierded out about her gift choice, so he talked her into a My Little Pony instead.
Owen was decked out in his Buzz Lightyear gear since it was
Aidan asked for the "fastest choo-choo train in the world!" Not sure where that came from. Last time I asked him what he wanted he told me a Light Bright, dangit.
Anyway, we had a lot of fun. My kids could not stop talking about how Santa "CAME TO THEIR HOUSE!!!!!!" Hopefully they'll be just as impressed when we see Santa again (different make and model) at my family's Christmas party this weekend. I'm a little nervous there may be a few questions about why Santa looks and sounds different than when he was at our house. Short-term memories, don't fail me now!