Santa

The long weekend was nice and well needed. Friday was a lot of fun—lunch was delicious, the movie was okay (not nearly as good as Valentines Day but I’m still glad that I saw it and that I got to have an Icee, yum!), Toys R Us made me realize how freaking annoying stores are this time of year and I will not be venturing out again any time soon since we have a wonderful invention called online shopping, and some Iowans found out that stealing credit card information from a Michigan couple and trying to use it to rack up a huge balance at the casino just won’t get by the credit card companies.

Saturday we woke up at 8:36am and on Sunday it was 8:07am. That’s right, Parker slept in. Two days in a row. But of course I woke up at 6am on Sunday and couldn’t fall back asleep. Damn internal alarm clock!

Sunday was the much anticipated trip to see Santa. Parker must run on my schedule because when we have to get somewhere on time she’s always fashionably late. In an ideal world we would have been at the mall at 8am. But since sleeping was more important we didn’t end up at Somerset until 9:45am.

Somerset is just a few miles away from our house and it’s quite the fancy pants mall. They have your normal stores like The Limited, Express, and Macy’s but also have stores on the other end of the money spectrum like Saks, Neiman Marcus, Tiffany, and Louis Vuitton to name a few. If you are into style and fashion this is the mall to be at. You seriously could just sit and people watch the entire day away seeing as how everyone is dressed to the nines in designer duds.

We planned to sign in to see Santa and shop for a bit while waiting. However, when they told us that our time slot was 6:45PM—PM!—we decided to head back home and wait out the nine hours. Keep in mind that the time slots are 3 minutes each so that is a lot of people trying to see if they’re on the naughty or nice list. Apparently people were in line hours before Santa’s shop even opened trying to get an early spot. Sheer craziness.

The wait was all worth it though to see how happy Parker was when it was her turn to sit on his lap. Oh wait…