Well today mom and I took Brennon to see Santa for the first time in his life. I honestly think he wasn't fazed by it though. The mall we took him to is usually pretty...well...dead - but the past few days it has been fairly busy. And the line for Santa Claus was loooong. About an hour and a half give or take a few minutes. I almost backed out when it reached 3 loop arounds, but everyone else was suffering through it so I decided I would too. I just hoped Brennon would last through the mayhem of antsy kids and yelping babies. Luckily, thanks to the nap he took for 40 minutes, he did. One baby that was there was practically a newborn. I must say that the setup for this Santa was pretty cool. It was multiple scenes from the Polar Express, brought to life through Christmas trees and gigantic Snow globes. I was impressed by the details - but the kids in line were waiting so long, that it was probably good for 30 minutes of entertainment. Now I won't single anyone out, but I saw several instances of a SuperNanny intervention needed for these pansy parents. I mean when your kid is wailing in line and tearing the fake cotton snow off Christmas trees then something needs to be done. I will say this though, that the Santa Claus at the Willow Bend mall must be the real one because he was very kind and good to each one of the kids. Brennon managed to spit up on his lap, but he wasn't phased at all. He gave Brennon a Polar Express picture, and held him - but I quickly snatched him up so that the spit up wouldn't ruin his red suit. Mom noticed how Santa would straighten the little girls dresses and walk over to one of the toddlers and hold their hand in line. Even though this was textbook Santa - it took a looooong time to get through the line. I was secretly wishing for a Christmas Story.... Ho Ho Ho and a little push to get the kids on their way. But all in all Mom, Brennon and I lived through the tumult that is going to see Santa - so next year, It's Brian's turn while I go get a massage.