Bryson: " I'm going to be someone with a red coat, red pants, presents and (dramatic pause) a SLEIGH!"
So yesterday morning when he woke up I said, "Today is the day you get to be Santa on stage! Aren't you so excited? "To which he responded, "No I don't want to be Santa on stage!" The rest of the morning consisted of me guilting, persuading, and pressuring him about why he should be Santa. By the time we got out the door I was sure if I would have to throw him on stage as a screaming Santa.
So we walk into school, and low and behold that sweet boy turned to me, as we walked down the hall, and said, " I changed my mind, I'm going to be Santa." Oh the joy! Now I'm not sure if it was my warm encouragement about how special he is, or the threat to take away Christmas, but whatever it was worked. I think he was the best damn Santa that pre-school has ever seen.
And now the many faces of Santa:
Waving to the fans Santa
My Little Santa
Ho Ho Ho from Boyland,