We started off the festivities by visiting Santa at the mall while we waited for Aunt RieRie to show up. No, we didn't pay those ridiculous photo package prices. It turns out you can sit on Santa's lap for free and use your zoom lens to sneak a shot. Booker was excited with the idea of meeting Santa but when it came down to it, he was very shy. When Santa asked him what he wanted, his reply: "Presents." What do you want inside those presents? "Toys." Well, alright. Of course, when we made it back to the safety of our car, Booker couldn't stop talking about Santa Claus and his presents.
Aunt RieRie finally made it after sitting in some nasty holiday traffic and we ate a delicious dinner (courtesy of Sam's Club). Next we visited Pinnacle Peak for a true Tucsonian Christmas. We saw a shoot-em-up show called Santa's Little Outlaws. We were pretty impressed with this particular cowboy's mad ropin' skills. Booker's take on it: "That's really cool."
Then the violence started and never really stopped. Lots of slapstick humor, which Booker found a little too funny. It was kinda disturbing how hard he laughed every time someone got hurt.
Lots of gunshots and explosions- which were all real and quite startling for both Booker and Ike. By the end of the show Booker had his hands over his eyes so he didn't have to watch another fireball fly up into the sky. I think we'll make this a Christmas Eve tradition.
Don't worry, that's not the real Santa lying on his back. Its just someone pretending to be Santa so the sheriff won't put him in jail.
Then we took a ride on the carousel. Which ended up a lot like the Santa experience. Sounds exciting, but once he got on that horse, Booker freaked out.
We got home, put on PJ's, ate apple pie a la mode, and then read The Polar Express and The First Christmas by Tomie dePaola (which our Mom just found out is out of print and now sells for between $50 and $185 online- she found it at a used book sale and paid a $1 for it. I think we'll put that book on a high shelf for now.)