
Finally he came back with his "elves", best described as teenaged boys in black t-shirts, trailing after him like the North Pole Mafia. Really nice folks though. I sat on Santa's lap and tried to get comfy. I was in "shock and awe" mode. It wasn't until after my picture was taken that I REALLY appreciated him. Especially his choice of luncheon menu. Did I ever mention that I love Orange Chicken? Mom plopped me back into his lap to tell him what I wanted for Christmas and I made extra brownie points by licking the rest of his lunch off his beard.
Well...that's it for tonight. Good night and God bless..
Mary-Margaret
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