Momo Fali's: Santa Scared the Crap Out of Him

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Santa Scared the Crap Out of Him

Yesterday morning we attended an annual Santa Breakfast at our church. The cafeteria hall is decked and filled with loud music, games, face-painting, greasy food, ugly sweaters and a visit from a very large man in a red suit.

A couple of years ago, this was a terrifying experience for my son. When Santa arrived, my boy grabbed onto his Dad and wouldn't let go. Literally. I have a picture of my husband holding his arms straight out to either side, with my son dangling from his neck like a Flavor Flav necklace.

Yesterday wasn't much different. Because when the DJ said that Santa had arrived and he was parking his sleigh outside, my son suddenly looked very nervous.

But, instead of grabbing Daddy's neck, he grabbed his own rear end and then turned to the folks sitting at our table and announced, "I need to go poop!"

Labels: Family Life, Kids, Shameless Statements

# posted by Momo Fali : 9:45 AM

Comments:

Santa has that effect on me too.

# posted by

Martin : December 7, 2008 at 11:28 AM

Who needs prune juice or Metamucil when all you need is to mention Santa's in every mall this season?!

# posted by

Rhea : December 7, 2008 at 12:38 PM

One hopes that he made it to the loo before too long. Maybe it is like that reflex that makes cats 'void' themselves when startled. Some sort of weight saving 'flight' reflex?

BTW, the Flavor Flav reference: Sweeeeet! Yeeahh, boyeeee!

# posted by

Irish Gumbo : December 7, 2008 at 12:48 PM

He must not be very confident about being on the nice list. I love kids reactions.

# posted by

WeaselMomma : December 7, 2008 at 12:55 PM

I was also loving the Flavor Flav reference!

Poor guy; I hope that Santa doesn't have any plans to show himself while he's delivering gifts to your house...the results could be messy.

# posted by

Melisa Wells : December 7, 2008 at 1:08 PM

Nice out!

# posted by

Ed (zoesdad) : December 7, 2008 at 3:13 PM

Judgment day is nearing. LOL. He's a smart fella.

# posted by

OHmommy : December 7, 2008 at 3:14 PM

Oh my!

# posted by

Miss Lisa : December 7, 2008 at 3:34 PM

Excitement goes through my husband like that.

Hey- I have never spoken with you or heard your voice, but I was watching Jerry McGuire and when Bonnie Hunt was on screen she seemed "familiar"- who does she remind me of? I thought- YOU. From the few small profile pics and your funny stories, I have created you to be like her in my head- please tell me you speak with a Chicago dialect!

# posted by

Tenakim : December 7, 2008 at 5:10 PM

you could probably patent that as a cure for constipation ...

# posted by

the planet of janet : December 7, 2008 at 6:41 PM

I think this may be the best story yet!!!
About your son, that is, not Santa!

# posted by

Unknown : December 7, 2008 at 7:00 PM

All I can say is wow, who knew Santa had that much control? I wish I could scare the poop out of my daughter once in awhile...;)

# posted by

AutoSysGene : December 7, 2008 at 9:11 PM

The Great White Lizard Hunter has "seen" Santa once. He flat out refuses to go any where near that man, let alone, sit on his lap. He makes his list, he mails his letters, but he will not have anything to do with the big fat man in the red suit. No way, no how.

# posted by

kaila : December 7, 2008 at 9:23 PM

Bossy agrees. Santa has that effect.

# posted by

BOSSY : December 7, 2008 at 10:07 PM

hee hee! Where's the picture?? That's my son's excuse for everything too. Poop or pee one of the two. It gets you out of a multitude of unwanted situations.

# posted by

Birdie : December 8, 2008 at 12:17 AM

Poor thing.

I feel that way about mall Santas. There's just something so creepy about them.

# posted by

Mama Dawg : December 8, 2008 at 9:53 AM

Ahhhh hahahahahahaha!!!

One of LBB's first times "visiting" with Santa was when he was almost 2. When it was time to take the Polaroid, he was stretched across Santa's lap, arms flailing, and mouth wide open SCREECHING. But they took the picture anyway - all 3 of us with Santa and the Mrs. We used it that year for our Christmas card with the caption, "I hope your Christmas goes better than our visit with Santa!" It was very cute and got rave reviews from family and friends. I'd like to say we turned lemons into lemonade that year. :)

Hey, you've been TAGGED for a Holiday Meme at my blog!!! Make sure you check it out; don't spoil the fun. Merry Christmas!!!

# posted by

Anonymous : December 8, 2008 at 11:07 AM

Hiding in the bathroom is a great way to get out of stuff you don't like. I do it all the time when the dishes need to be done.

# posted by

Heather : December 8, 2008 at 12:13 PM

My son has yet to use that excuse yet.. I am sure it is only a matter of time.. lol

# posted by

Anonymous : December 8, 2008 at 12:26 PM

well... you could consider marketing it... seeing santa is like a visual enema...

# posted by

Misty : December 8, 2008 at 12:38 PM

Bwahaha! At least he's "regular"!

# posted by

Colleen - Mommy Always Wins : December 8, 2008 at 2:19 PM

It's part of the "fight or flight" reflex, I think. At least he had the presence of mind to mention it before letting loose.

# posted by

Tom : December 8, 2008 at 2:38 PM

When I saw "3" of your posts in my reader, I was thrilled, because each one is as good as the next, and I knew I'd be entertained. This is my first, and you have not disappointed; I laughed HARD! Thanks.

# posted by

Mrs4444 : December 8, 2008 at 5:17 PM

# posted by

Mrs4444 : December 8, 2008 at 5:17 PM

That's awesome! What a diversion tactic!

# posted by

Jenna : December 8, 2008 at 7:04 PM

Don't all males poop in excitement? I'm pretty sure that's what gets my husband and son going. Come to think of it, my male dogs... nevermind. TMI.

# posted by

Missives From Suburbia : December 8, 2008 at 8:14 PM

Aw! Poor kid is scared of Santa. That's adorable.

# posted by

Anonymous : December 9, 2008 at 5:39 PM

Gotta hand it to him for coming up with the one inarguable diversion.

# posted by

Jaina : December 10, 2008 at 3:23 PM

Just think of how bad Santa's lap stinks of nervous kid farts.

You know it's true.

Momo, I heart you. You CRACK me up.

;-)

# posted by

Anonymous : December 10, 2008 at 11:09 PM

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