The unwanted orange

Last night was a big night for Chloe. She was going to see Santa at Grandma and Grandpa Jennings ward Christmas party. All day she was very excited. Tyler could care less. Obviously he is just a little young still to know what's going on with Santa. So we go to the party, and as we wait in line with Grandma to see Santa, I am anticipating the usual screams of fright from Chloe. She told me what she was going to ask from Santa and that she wanted to ask him about Rudolph. Surprisingly, when the time came, Chloe jumped right on Santa's lap, turned to him and said:

"I want a yellow teddy bear."

That was about it. She didn't cry, scream, or even look scared. They gave her a brown paper bag with a treat inside and hopped off. Then it was Tyler's turn. Usually Tyler loves any older man. Anyone that could resemble a grandpa Tyler will run to with open arms and refuse to come back to me. So I thought, surely Ty would be fine sitting on Santa's lap long enough to get a decent picture. This is what I got...

Then this for the next twenty minutes or so....

We diagnosed him as having PTSS... Post Traumatic SANTA Syndrome. Grandma was happy to take advantage though and got some really good loving from her distressed grandson.

Chloe soon wanted to open the brown bag she got from Santa. Finally she loosened up the green tied ribbon around the top of the bag and was able to peer inside. Chloe's eyes started to well up and she turned to me with the saddest look I have ever seen.

"Aw, mom! There's no yellow teddy bear!"

She immediately started crying. I explained that Santa won't bring her a present until Christmas morning. My heart broke for my little girl. She told Santa what she wanted and all she got was a crummy orange and a candy cane. So sad. I guess we all know now what Santa is bringing Chloe for Christmas.