During a ward Christmas party the boys spoke with Santa in his sleigh, but I was not surprised when last night at the mall they wanted to speak with him again. We waited in line for awhile and finally the boys got to sit and speak with Santa. It was uneventful and we went on with our shopping.
As we left we passed by the play area. The boys love, love, love the play area, but as it was late I answered their pleas for playtime with, "I'm sorry boys, but you wanted to see Santa and now there is no time because it's late and you have to get to bed." Dg5 then said, "I didn't want to see Santa anyway 'cause we already saw him and besides his breath stinks."
What are you gonna do?
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