Sad at Santa's Village

Last night we went to Ogden to Santa's Village. Grandma and Grandpa were supposed to come with us, but Grandma was a little sick, so we left her home to rest. The rest of us went and were egar to have a fun night. We got there and the fun was starting!! We had 2 strollers so the kids wouldn't have to fight about taking turns in the double stroller. Max was happy and warm all night in his snowsuit. We were walking around looking at the little house displays and then we got separated and lost from each other. It really took a while to find each other and by then we decided we were hungry and ate taco's from a little Mexican stand (it wasn't that great). We ate it while listening to people sing out of tune. Then we decided it was time for the main event, visiting Santa. The line was pretty long, but we stood in it anyway. We'd made it 1/3 way through and Peter started to cry. His feet were freezing, even in his winter boots. It wouldn't stop, and so we decided we needed to leave. Well, then Sophie was really sad that we would miss Santa, so I stayed with her and we waited out in the cold. Until her feet too started to freeze. We tried dancing and hopping on them to help the cold, but she too gave out, just as we were about to get onto the ramp to see Santa. She just couldn't do it. It was so sad!!!! And on top of everything, I didn't get one single picture because my hands were so cold outside of my mittens, I just couldn't(the ones here are from the internet)! But we still have some great memories from last night, they just aren't the ones we thought we would have.