We (Nonna, Leah, my niece Thea and I) headed to Duluth where we met up with Aunt Vicky. We went to eat a late lunch before the ride, and saw that Santa was there. Nonna and Aunt Vicky wanted the girls to see Santa, so the girls saw Santa! Leah went up and sat right next to Santa (one would never know that she used to fear him)! They both asked for coloring books (um, I thought Leah wanted a pillow pet and a barbie guitar). We then ate lunch/dinner. Leah was not too anxious to eat, but she hadn't eaten, so I tried to get her to eat (my mistake). About 1/2 later we were in the bathroom when the look of "I don't feel good" came across her face. We didn't make it to the toilet in time. Poor baby! So, I have to say that I did feel a little guilty bringing a sick child on the train, but we were there, so we went on The Polar Express. The girls had a fantastic time. I know Leah would have enjoyed it more had she been feeling better, but, I am glad that she was able to go. You could tell that she had a good time and there will only be a few more years (or less) where this is going to be something fun/exciting for her to do! So we took the train from Fitger's (shopping area) to the train depot (aka the North Pole) where the story was read, the kids got bells and got to meet with Santa (Santa #2). This time, Leah sat ON Santa's lap like it was something that she never questioned (they both asked for costumes this time- mommy is sooo confused)! After Santa, we head back to the train for our return trip/bonfire/hot chocolate. Leah, I think, may have fallen asleep on that ride had it been much longer.
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