We arrived about 20 minutes before Santa was to start for the day (10:40am). There were 2 people (and I say people, right now) ahead of us. Older women who were obviously "saving" spots for their grandchildren, who were to come. Okay, fine, We're third, how long can it actually take? So Santa comes out and has his seat and all the children in line are excited and antsy to see the fat man and get their sucker. So here goes the 1st family. Geez, I didn't know that people save up their pennies for pictures with Santa, because I swear these people dropped more $$ on pics with Santa than all their Christmas presents this year. One family did 4 "poses" with Santa, so each kid got to be the "star". Then the 2nd family did much the same, only 3 poses this time. Finally, the family who was third in line was up (that's us). I looked at my watch - 11:25am. OY. I looked at the little family behind us and said "I promise we'll be quick. It's just a picture with Santa". She smiled.
We gave Owen plenty of his time with Santa, we didn't rush, but we were outta there in about 3 minutes flat, cute picture and all. The mother behind us in line gave me a "thumbs up" on her way in.
Okay, so asking a 5 year old what his conversation with Santa went is like, oh, I don't know, talking to a tree. Within about 30 seconds, he had no idea what his conversation with Santa included. Apparently Santa “already knew” that he’d been a good boy and wanted My Sims Kingdom because all he would tell us is that he told him that he wanted some new Hot Wheels (never heard that one before today) and that Santa told him No Peeking! Hee hee. There was a really cute picture of them just looking at each other talking, but we obviously wanted to choose the picture where they are both looking at the camera. I guess I'm going out to buy some Hot Wheels. (sigh) I thought I was finished shopping.