Santa Sighted at Mexican Wal-Mart





Kids table--Christmas Day dinner


Hope everyone enjoyed a nice Christmas Day dinner with the kids running around and the vino flowing….as we did.  Our group was almost 20, at a lovely house with a pool and a great view.  Before we went though, Trent and I and the twins had an important errand to do.  The twins had never had their picture taken with Santa before, so we went on a Christmas Day mission to Wal-Mart.  Trent has had his picture with Santa each year, with different levels of success:
At 6 months he just looked stunned. 
At 18 months he cried. 
At 2 1/2 he looked mad. 
Was hoping that 3 1/2 would be the first year with a smile.
The kids were so excited they ran all the way to the bus stop.  We boarded for the hour-long trip to Mezcales.  Once in the store, I asked what time Santa would be arriving and was told 9, 10, 11  or 2.  No one knew for sure, and everyone disagreed.  Great!  The idea had been to pop in for the pix and then head straight back to Sayulita to the beach.  It was now 9:45, so I guessed it wasn’t going to be 9.  Because it was a special trip just for the picture, the twins told me they were sad, and didn’t want to leave. We wasted time in the toy aisle, the flat-screen TV area and on the exercise equipment.  10 o’clock came, no Santa.  11 o’clock came, no Santa.  The kids were racing child-sized mini-shopping carts up and down the aisles, scaring whole families with their calm, obedient children in tow. 
I took quick pictures in front of the cardboard cut-out of Santa, (strategically placed them to block the $35 peso price) just so they would end up with something.  



Then I corralled them all to the deli area and got a feeding in before the bus ride home.    It was time to go–mostly because having 3 little kids in Wal-Mart for 2 hours without buying anything had tired me out.  So we finished and headed out the door, and right on schedule, at 11:45, in walked Santa.
The twins posed for their picture, and it was Trent’s turn.  The pictures speak for themselves.  Although I must say that before we left, Trent asked if he could give Santa a hug goodbye, which he did.  Should’ve taken a picture of that.      
Happy Holidays!   






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