Queen B and I did some Christmas shopping today and one of our stops was the Hellmouth, where I needed to pick up some ingredients for the cookie baking extravaganza that I am planning to embark on once Mom arrives in town.
I was already feeling pretty spirited-QB had helped me find gifts for some of the difficult-to-buy-for people on my list-and I didn't think the day could get much better, but, then! We saw him! The Big Guy! I immediately started following him as he swaggered toward the restrooms (he must have been on a break from his duty at the North Pole display near the electronics department), and, much to QB's horror, I flagged him down for a photo.
Now I can say that I have convinced both of my children to pose with the Hellmouth Santa
(the Cub got shanghaied into a photo last year, remember?)
This holiday season just keeps getting better and better!