Who was coming?

Today we had 171 kids in the short shift that I had, and 3 dogs. We had a Poodle, a Poodle wannabe, and a Paris Hilton dogie in a Santa Suit.

I've been saying that we're going to have a person from Boston, MA visit today; and I have to admit I was curious on who it was. So the answer is...I don't know. They never showed. They called 3-4 times this afternoon and kept us updated on their progress. But we waited over an hour and 15 minutes past closing and they did not show. I hope they show up and say HI tomorrow, I will be here all day and night. I hope they are not stuck in the snow.

I still don't understand why people force their kids to sit with Santa. I had a goodie - let's call them "double trouble." I had two kids on my lap at the same time and they both went crazy in sync. It was magic in motion. Now lets do the math. I have 2 arms and 2 legs, and we will assume the digits. OK I used higher math and I come up with 4. The kids have 4 arms and 4 legs, and again we will assume the digits. I come up with 16 things flying my way all at once. I could not move fast enough and was out gunned from the first breath. I was headbutted twice, hit, kicked many times faster than a camera's shutter can fly, with their backs arched, screams of terror, beard pulling, and oh yes, the parents laughing...(what happened to not bruising the "Talent?"). I am Santa, but I needed a friendly Octopus to step in and handle this. I put my legs out and slid the magical wonders down, de-bearded the fingers and pointed them to the parents (who said, "Oh, I thought that might happen.")

Oh do I need to update the lists and review the rules on toy retrievals for parents....OMS

Sweet dreams,

Santa Joe