Donner (or Blitzen, not sure which) made a dramatic entrance when we went to see Santa's reindeer. He came in prancing and rearing and trying to escape his traces. I felt for him, but at the same time I was vibrating with Christmas magic as I watched his gorgeous reindeer antics! For a few minutes, I was completely able to suspend my adult disbelief...
Daddy and Q on their way to see the reindeer.
Luckily for us, we just happened to run into Q's friend Amelia and her family, who were dressed in the most amazing Nordic finery for the occasion!
Oh, and it was only Q's THIRD consecutive day of meeting with Santa. She was so overwhelmed with hero worship that she somehow failed to notice that it was not the same Santa she'd seen the day before. Usually, she's much more canny. But I think on this occasion she was suspending her disbelief as well.
After Santa and reindeer, we perused the garden center - new to us - which happens to have the most amazing cactus garden I've ever had the good fortune to experience in the state of Colorado.
Oh, and the hanging strawberry baskets! They smelled like heaven.
And should I even mention the poinsettia aisles?? Every variety known to man, and a few that I think might have arrived from outer space.
I love cacti, it's kinda my thing...
...but Irish mosses just make me swoon. Probably why I married an Irishman.
Q cavorting among the holiday plants!
She was very full of silly.
Stopping for hot mulled cider and cookies on the way out.