Today we went to free story time at Town Square where we danced around with Frosty the Snowman while playing with bubbles and eating sugar cookies and candy canes. Frosty’s assistant even made balloon animals to give to the kids. I was really impressed. We even waited in line to sit on Santa’s lap. That didn’t go too bad, but Mikey froze and completely was speechless when it came time to tell Santa what he wanted. Poor Santa had to guess a bunch of times while Mikey nodded and shook his head in attempts to get Santa to say “Geo Trax”. We’ll hopefully make another stop before Christmas to visit the jolly man and get our wish list vocalized.
Later at home Mikey made quite the profound statement about his observations today.
Mikey: I think Frosty lives in the bathroom.
Me: What? Why do you think that?
Mikey: Because Frosty went into the bathroom after story time so I think that’s his home.
Me: Maybe Frosty needed to go potty.
Mikey: No, Frosty didn’t have any private parts. I don’t think snowmen have any private parts, mom!
Me: (trying to hold laughter in) Oh, okay!