Every year Santa visits the preschool; I show up to take pictures and enjoy seeing the kids with the man in red. Turns out that Santa doesn't just magically appear on a sleigh in the parking lot and the books don't get into his sack with a twinkle of his nose. It actually takes a lot of coordination and work, which I've handled as preschool president. According to one of the teachers, it isn't suppose to be my job but it landed in my lap this year and we can't have
a year without Santa Claus.
Serafina was happy to talk to him.
One kid burst into tears the minute he saw Santa and wouldn't go near him. He wouldn't even be in the group shot.
At the end of the day, they all turned into Rudolphs for the song.
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