We had brunch with Santa on Sunday. It wasn’t our first time, so we’ve been able to make it a little easier for Tate over the years. The best part is that Santa was in a private room, and only one family at a time was permitted into the room. It’s quiet and there wasn’t too much stimuli other than Santa and a tree. Tate was a little whiny at the start because Hubz was not able to attend with us. However, we had a little help from the big ‘ol jolly elf…he parked his helicopter right outside of the window where we were seated. Tate was occupied for over an hour while checking it out. Whining stopped. Double bonus? Said helicopter was red…Merry Christmas to us!!
Cole and Jake are ready for the festivities to begin. (That’s my dad, by the way…)
Tate and Auntie K are enjoying some stimmy fun!
What to our wondering eyes should appear??
Why, it’s a red helicopter (notice Tate covering his ears?) and no reindeer!!
Tate is checking out the propellers on that thing. (Not sure who the other kid is…we were photo-bombed!)
Because it was 60 degrees outside (highly unusual), Cole and Tate went outside for a closer look.Cheesin’! That’s my little nephew on the left..isn’t he cute?!
Me and the boys
I can be a helicopter, too. Look at my propellers!
Ummmm….I really, really want Spongebob Superhero Legos. Ok?!
Um…this guy’s beard is scratchy, I don’t know him, and he smells weird. Can I be done?!
Why, yes, Santa, I’ve been good all year…wink, wink..nudge, nudge
Watching the helicopter get ready to go back to the North Pole.
Let me try this angle….if I tilt my head, it sounds and looks different.