Because 2020 is the year of cancelations, about a month ago I made the decision that we’d skip Santa this year.
It was a tough call, but I didn’t dwell on it too much. I mean, “Santa” calls our girls every Christmas Eve (an annual event that Ryan ironically has never been present for, wink wink), so we’d still have that.
However, as December got underway, the thought that the years of believing are quickly coming to a close for our girls began to weigh on me. I’m dodging that conversation left and right, FYI. So at the last minute, we dropped by the mall to see the big guy, and although our visit looked a little different this year, it was so worth it.
Merry Christmas, Santa, from a (social) distance!