Last Saturday Santa came to our Ward (church) party. Sarah refused to come anywhere near him. She had one of Santa's elves sneak a candy cane for her without the normally obligatory (and much desired) chat with Santa. But Ben and his best buddy Noah enjoyed sitting on his lap together. Libby also took advantage of the opportunity to ask for more gifts. Ben asked for a crocodile and a snake and a Casper the ghost something or other. (Don't worry, he is getting plastic snakes and a crocodile game where you look for the sore tooth.) Libby asked for a book. A princess book with stickers. Hmmm.....
Sarah was seriously hilarious, hiding her face and avoiding anyone who might make her sit on Santa's lap. Not sure why she is so scared of Santa. This is the kid who said, "I'm not afraid of shots" at the doctor's office. But I remember the last time we encountered a live Santa, she did the same thing so this is a long standing fear.
The other "scary" thing that happened this week was on the walk home from school. Libby is terrified of dogs. We walk through a park on the way home from school. Most days we encounter no dogs. But on Thursday, 3 DOGS! It was hilarious for me and horrifying for her. One big black dog (on leash, with owner) we had to pass and I thought she might have a panic attack. I almost had to pull her along. Then we got to the loop around the park. We started going the way we usually go, then Libby yelled that she was going to scooter herself the other way around. After she turned and started the other way around, I realized it was because she had spotted the (tiny, on leash, with owner) dog along our path. Then I looked up and realized that there was another dog (on leash, with owner) on her new route that she hadn't spotted yet. A minute later she yelled for me. I couldn't find her on the path and realized she had attempted to strike out across the soggy outfield of the baseball diamond in an attempt to avoid dog #3. Scooters and soggy grass don't go together well and she was mired. I had to make her go back to the sidewalk (like any good parent would, by yelling across the park). Then I yelled, "Go Libby, Go Libby, Go Libby...." over and over to get her to ride past dog #3. A beautiful, fluffy non-threatening dog that didn't even look up at her. She sobbed the rest of the way home. Poor girl. This is what HUNGY+TIRED+FEAR OF DOGS is like. She ate an entire package of Ramen when we got home. (And if you know Libby, this is a feat!)
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| Noah and Benny waiting to see Santa (Notice I am in this photo...I forgot my phone that morning, so I asked Noah's mommy to take these pics for me. She did a great job!) |
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| Libby asking for books... |
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| Ben and Noah loving their chance to talk to the Big Guy! |
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