Monday, December 18, 2006

Close encounters of the 3rd kind

On Saturday we took Liam to see Santa for the third time this year. It wasn't intentional. He had already seen Santa at the Festival of Trees' Breakfast with Santa, then got the chance to sit on his lap the following day at our company's kids' Christmas party. But on Saturday we walked downtown to run a few errands, went into the mall, and there was Santa with a lineup of kids waiting to see him. Liam went nuts as soon as he saw the jolly old elf so we took a place in line and put down our $5 for the chance to visit with him in person again.

Liam ran right up to him and then basically froze. I don't think he even looked Santa in the face once he was on his lap. Here's the official photo with the proof; we tried and tried to get Liam to look at the camera (let alone smile) but he basically froze once he was in place.

As soon as he was back on the ground he started running around like a maniac again, playing with the decorations and petting the fake stuffed dog who's lying beside the hearth at Santa's feet and otherwise acting goofy. It's like he's got some inner wiring that launches him into a game of freeze tag; he loves Santa and is scared to death of him all at the same time. I guess that's the magic of Christmas when you're just a little dude.

2 comments:

The Robiltons said...

Hey - that's sort of his reaction to Mike, too. Sounds like that boy needs a dog!!

Anonymous said...

Liam's thinking "This Santa is weak! I want my $5 back, he's not old or jolly"