Well its that time of year again, and it is beginning to look a lot like Christmas. New York is a wonderful city to be in for Christmas: 5th Ave is adorned with beautiful Christmas lights; Macy's windows display an amazing Christmas-time story; and there is the possibility of a white Christmas.
This is our second Christmas in New York, but our first attempt at a Santa visit here. For Noah's previous 2 Christmas' we visited Santa at The Grove in LA. The first was when he was only 6 days old! On both occasions, visiting Santa was a magical experience and the whole ordeal was well practiced production, in true Hollywood fashion. Santa was gorgeous:
He was dressed all in fur
from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished
with ashes and soot. (...ok not really)
His eyes how they twinkled!
His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses,
his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth
was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin
was as white as the snow! (And real!)
He had a broad face
and a round little belly
That shook when he laughed
like a bowl full of jelly.
On both occasions we received a Christmas songs CD and a DVD entitled "My visit with Santa at The Grove" (and if I could work out how to upload the DVD to Blogger I would put it here so you could see it). Santa sat in a Candy Wonderland house straight from the North Pole, on a velvet throne and with elaborately adorned elves and helpers busily assisting him in pixie shoes and elf hats, hooped skirts and laden-hose-type shorts.
Our LA Santa experiences have been magical, but like visiting Santa in Australia, a large man, dressed all in fur seems a little out of place amidst the 25-30 degree weather outside. So this year, on a day when the temperature reached a high of 6 degrees, and a low of -1, we decided to seek out Santa in New York City. We headed to the upper East Side to Bloomingdales, where we had heard we could avoid the crowds of the Macy's Santa experience, but still have a wonderful photo in "Santa Land" on the 8th floor.
So after catching the F train uptown and finding Bloomingdales, packed to the rafters with pre-Christmas shoppers, we navigated our way to "Santa Land". This was our first disappointment. It was the smaller than Noah's bedroom and the decorations consisted of an arch which read "Santa Land Happy Holidays". Santa's throne sat in front of a window full of children's sized mannequins with just one santa hat between them and one small Christmas ornament at their feet.
Then the second disappointment - the elves were middle-aged woman in green vests over their usual Bloomingdales uniform. No elf hats, no pixie shoes with upturned toes, no elf costumes. We could however see a bright red suit sitting on a thrown through the crowd and so brushed aside our initial disappointment and joined the small line, saying to ourselves, "Well at least the line is short".
Then the third disappointment - one of the "elves" told us their camera equipment was not working, so we were welcome to use our own cameras. Of course all we had on us was am iphone or blackberry camera, neither of which were ideal, but we said to ourselves, "Well at least the line is short."
Then the fourth disappointment - Santa. No fur. No rosy cheeks - in fact we couldn't see is cheeks or nose or twinkling eyes for all the fake beard and hair plastered lopsided on his face.
All that said, Noah still got excited when he saw Santa. He refused to sit on his lap, but he was happy to sit with Daddy and have a photo with Santa, and he has continued to talk about Santa all afternoon. He tells us Santa is coming down the elevator (as we lack the traditional chimney), that he is bringing presents and toys, and that Noah is going to get a fire-engine. He is also quite proud of the mini colouring book Santa gave him after his photo.
I guess in the end, the disappointments were all Mummy & Daddy's and the most important thing is that for Noah the magic of Christmas is starting to come to life.
"Merry Christmas to all
And to all a Good Night!"
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