With the first semester formally in the rearview mirror, we did as we often do and went to Mountain Mike's for pizza after picking up the boys. And then we did something we hadn't done in a few years: we drove over to the mall to visit Santa.
Abby told me a few weeks ago --even before she came home from Wheaton-- that she wanted to visit the jolly old elf while she was home. And since no one had any other pressing activities to attend to this afternoon, I figured why not make it happen? Isaac and Brady weren't thrilled --I think bigger bro was a little embarrassed by the spectacle while littler bro wished it hadn't been Pajama Day at school-- but the line was mercifully short and they went along with it. So voila, here they are making reindeer faces with Santa.
The experience brought back fond memories of them as wee ones in their Christmas finery. Although I'm grateful that they're continuing to grow into wonderful young people, sometimes it's really nice to be able to look back and smile at who they were.
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