Can you remember when you were a younger mom or dad and Christmas time was nearing? I can, we would take one day and go the big mall about forty minutes away. Of course we would purchase a Christmas gift if we saw a good sale; but the idea of our trip was for the kids.
Oh how their eyes lit up as we neared the center of the mall and took in all the bright lights, with many colors of the Christmas theme. My kids would start clapping and of course they would jump up and down begging to sit on Santa’s lap.
Their laughter would warm my heart and cause the biggest smile to show on my face. Of course they could sit on Santa’s lap. This was the main attraction of going to the mall with small children.
We would wait in the long line and then one by one each child would be lifted into Santa’s arms and sit on his lap and whisper their wishes for Christmas morning. This spirit of Christmas still remains dear to my heart today, so many years later.
In those times we didn’t have to pay for the kids photos to be taken with Santa. I believe when my youngest was old enough to follow his siblings, we did pay something like $2.50 for a photo.
I was at the mall recently as you know from reading my last post, and the cost for a photo with Santa was outrageous to me. The child in me was considering going up and sitting on his lap and telling Santa all I was thankful for, but the adult in me popped in my mind and said, stand steady girlfriend, so I admired the kiddies, smiled upon my own memories and then went about my business of looking for bargains.
I have only two photos of me as a child. Would you like to see how I looked way back then? Alright, I will do it just once. Then one more photo of me as a grown-up at Christmas.
Who I am 