Today I was
Santa Claus and
I made a toddler cry.... Well no, not really - his parents did. I was Santa for Oakwood Homes in their model home open house. Benjamin came in with
his family to visit Santa, and he walked right up to me and indicated that he wanted
up. I picked up this 2 year old little boy and sat him on my knee, and he just
sat there. Not a word did he speak, he
just sat there on my lap, happy as you please. No one else was waiting to see
me at the moment, so I did not put him down. I tried to talk to him, but he didn’t respond. So we just sat there together.
Then the meanest person in the whole world
came into the room to remove him from where he was so happy - His Mom! Oh what screaming and wailing as she took him
off my knee. “Snnnaanta help!” was his cry. Off they went, Benjamin still screaming and
reaching out for me, “Snnaanta help!” Well it
finally became quiet, when suddenly from the other room my little friend came
running in and LEAPED into my arms. Not one
word did he speak, he just sat there, happy and contented. Then a co-conspirator
in the meanness came in and ripped him away from his Snnaanta - his Dad. The screaming started all over again, but this time, to
Santa’s sadness, my little friend was dragged out of the house for good.
It’s fun to be the good guy!
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