This past weekend Emmett and I went down to visit my parents and go to a local club’s children’s Christmas party. I remember going to these parties as a child and always getting really awesome toys so I was excited to take Emmett and see what sort of surprises he’d get. Plus I wanted the opportunity to take some adorable pics of him and Santa and not have to go to a mall to do it.
Emmett was in a fantastic mood which was quite a relief because with the trouble sleeping he’d been having I was concerned that he’d have a meltdown but he was an absolutely perfect little boy! I think he knew that Santa was there and was checking his list. 😉
When I have the camera, I get kind of carried away and take all sorts of pictures. I never want to miss anything so I get a lot of goofy faces but as you can see, in the end, I get some great shots too and I also end up deleting a bunch too. Ah, the beauty of a digital camera!
How the luncheon works is you go in find a seat and help yourself to some “orange drink” (that’s what it’s called) which is just some super sugary drink colored orange, that I suppose has a taste that resembles oranges, either way, I avoided the orange drink and just had water, then you’re served lunch which was chicken fingers and french fries. Then FINALLY it’s time for Santa!!!!
They call each child from a family all at the same time so that all of the siblings get their gifts together and so that the parents can have their photo op. There weren’t a ton of kids there but enough where some had to wait for awhile, thankfully we didn’t have to worry about that this year, Emmett was content to just sit and play, or have a blow out, as the case may be.
While Emmett waited for his turn, he fell asleep on my shoulder. I love when that little guys falls asleep on me because his teeny tiny baby snores are just the perfect sound ever. Once he woke up he went back to my mom and sat on her lap, that’s when he decided that it was a good time to poop and blow out his adorable (new) outfit. What a kid! Ha! So off to the bathroom we went to change it quickly because his name hadn’t yet been called for his gift and we weren’t sure when it would be, though we did have his Aunt Bridget out there to let Santa know what happened and that we’d be back. I’m glad we did because we weren’t finished cleaning Baby Doodah up, when they called his name. Once he was all set, we took him on out to meet Santa for the first time and get his very first wrapped present.
I think he ended up liking the paper on the gift better than he liked the gift but it was a really awesome gift for a 4 1/2 month old boy.
It was a really lovely weekend that lead into a really crappy early week (post to follow).
Does anyone have any great Santa stories to share?