Today while I was shopping at our local mall, I stopped for a few minutes to watch the children getting their pictures taken with Santa. I had forgotten how antsy little children can be waiting in line to see the big guy in the red suit. As I listened and watched, I couldn’t help but chuckle at some of the antics. Picture this; siblings trying to step on each other’s feet, making faces that even made me laugh, and moaning and groaning about how long it was taking.
Parents tried their best to keep their little dears under control, but it appeared to be a losing battle. As each child was escorted up to Santa, I watched mother’s smoothing cowlick hair, fixing socks, and putting on shoes. ” Yes,” I said shoes. There was a darling little girl who would not keep her shoes on. Her mother put her shoes back on her feet, at least four times. Finally, Santa whispered to his helper who in turn whispered to the little girl’s mother and the picture was taken. It looked to me to be a perfect picture. One for the books. Especially since Santa held the little girl on one knee and her shoes on the other! Good thinking, Santa!
Then, a family walked up to Santa together. They were on their way home from the hospital and decided to stop and have a picture taken with their two-day-old son. Santa formed his arms and waited while the new mother gently placed her son in the crook of his makeshift cradle. Both parents sat on either side of Santa with the look of pure happiness. I can only imagine how that picture will be cherished.
Soon, a little puppy with a red bow sat nicely next to a little boy no older than three. Just when Santa’s helper was ready to click the picture, the puppy jumped off. Oh my, take two. Eventually, the photo was clicked, and all was well.
I could go on and on, about the children, pets, and families, including, grandparents, aunts, and uncles, but what it boils down to is the abundance of love I witnessed in a small area that housed Santa.
This little Christmas story is to remind us that all that children are a precious gift from God; whether they are a newborn or a one-hundred-year-old, young at heart. We all need love, and we all need to give love, especially at this remarkable time of the year.
Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice. Santa Claus is coming to town!…..
My name is Cynthia Jean DeLuca. I am a wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother. I believe in following your dreams and never giving up! Helping others is very important to me, for when we help others, we help ourselves. It is my hope to make a difference in the lives of children and grown-ups. My hobbies are writing, quilting and painting. I am a novice at all three but, enjoy them immensely. I grew up on a farm with no indoor plumbing and no heat in our upstairs. I love life and have a very strong faith. Working on inspirational short stories for grown- ups. Love to speak on topics that touch my heart.
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