Christmas in Whoville

Whoville celebrated Christmas last night with their annual Holiday in the Village extravaganza. We had to drive around for a good fifteen minutes to find a parking spot at which Chris commented, "People are insane in this town. This many people want to come out and sing carols and hang with Santa?" Why yes they do want to. Because it's the Whoville thing to do. (Yes, I am channeling Dr. Seuss.) Oh, did I happen to mention that it was all of 20 degrees out last night?

Brennan was overjoyed at the prospect of seeing Santa. As we walked to the festivities, he kept shouting, "Santa! Santa?" in the hopes Santa would just hop out from behind a tree with Christmas greetings. The local library was set up with arts and crafts - and the boys made some Christmas trees:

We saw the local dance studio dance their tails off to some Christmas tunes, passed on the face painting and met Mrs. Claus before she sat down for story time. Griffin enjoyed some quality time with Daddy while the boys arts and crafted to death.

Then we left the library to walk to the local train depot for more Whoville fun - Santa and caroling. The boys shocked me at how easily and readily they hopped on Santa's lap to whisper their Christmas wishes in his ear. (It may have been the promise of the giant candy canes full of M&Ms they had seen passed on to the other kiddies after their visit with Santa. Candy will do it every time.)

We were all set to jump on the hay ride and go caroling after our visit with Santa, but, well, it was just too damn cold out. We called it a night and headed home for hot chocolate and marshmallows. (Many, many marshmallows.)

Next week: Whoville does breakfast with Santa. I so love this town.