Friday night, our little family ventured out to Wal-mart to make an exchange and gather some Christmas items. While circling the parking lot looking for a space, Avery spotted the Salvation Army bell-ringer dressed in a familiar red. "Santa!!!!" she screams. We told her that it might just be someone wearing a Santa hat and she calmed down. We parked and unloaded. As we approached the door, she saw that the bell-ringer had a beard. He let out a deep "Ho, ho, ho!" and she KNEW it was the man himself. He offered a bell for Avery to ring and I don't think she even noticed that he was missing a couple of teeth. Lovely.
We headed inside and did our shopping. After several minutes, Avery stated quite loudly that she needed to go potty. I asked if she could hold it, but she screamed that "my pee pee's coming out!" (That's her new way of telling us that she really needs to go.) Chad offered to take her so I could finish shopping. In a bit, they returned and Chad was grinning from ear to ear. He said, "Avery, tell mommy who we saw in the bathroom." She said, "Santa." Great. Chad again said, "What was he doing?" Avery smiled, "Going potty!" Evidently, when they entered the restroom, Santa had been standing at the urinal. Guess she needs to learn that Santa goes potty too!
2 comments:
Oh goodness gracious. That is funny! =)
And was this an Alabama Santa?
Hahahaha! Hope Santa washed his hands. ;)
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