I was. I am. Guys with beards still give me the creeps.
I was the screaming, crying, red-faced kid at the mall who refused to sit on Santa’s lap.
“No” was my first word so I got really good at telling my parents “No” when they’d ask me to sit on Santa’s lap. In fact, my parents have an old tape recording of my dad asking me, “Nicole, don’t you want to sit on Santa’s lap?” Me: “No.”
I don’t know if it was the beard or stranger-danger.
Saturday our family had a visit from Santa. My little nephew was a repeat of me – screaming, shaking his head “No.” When Santa left, the little one practically escorted him to the door to give him an extra push outside.
Me, I still kept my distance but did finally sit on Santa’s lap.
A bit of a forced smile – guy still makes me a little uncomfortable
Best part of the visit from Santa, my older nephew telling Santa he just knew Santa would visit since he’s “the most magical, awesome, special person in the whole world.” Melt my heart!
And then, asking Santa what the reindeer eat, Santa replied, “Carrots and apples.” Nephew, “Just like Nicole!”. Yep, I’m officially on the reindeer diet.
Who else was afraid of Santa? Any good Santa stories to share?
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Ha! Cute story, Nicole! I remember when I found out Santa wasn’t real. There was one girl in my first grade class who I didn’t particularly like, and she was having a bad day–very tired and cranky, which is typical for first graders. Anyway, she had a meltdown at lunch and ended up yelling, “Santa isn’t real! My older sister said so!” I was floored, shocked, and in total disbelief. It was a sad day.
That is so cute! I didn’t mind sitting on Santa’s lap but my sister would go nuts whenever she had to…looking back at the pictures is so great.
Hahaha, I was indeed so afraid of Santa. My mom said I would stand on the second floor of our mall and shout down to Santa (who was paying me no attention) what I wanted for Christmas.
that is hilarious! reindeer diet, haha
Hahhaha… love your reindeer diet. That’s hilarious.
Haha I do hated Santa. My parents never even took me to see him because they knew it would be a disaster! Your nephews sound adorable 🙂
BAHAAAA!!!! I do not remember any Santa phobias as a child, so I must not of been too traumatized!
Super cute story and I love your pics, very pretty!
Haha! I dont remember being afraid of Santa, but I don’t think I particularly liked him anyways. The tradition is so weird…waiting in line to sit and “cuddle” with some strange guy you don’t know while people take your photo. I don’t blame you for being scared!!
I’m with you. Creeptastic. Its a STRANGER. And we are supposed to sit on his lap? I think not. I am pretty sure I never sat on Santas lap. ha!
That’s so cute about the reindeer diet — hah!
Very cute story!
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