We spent the evening roaming around the mall (along with everyone else in Sacramento) when Larkin spied Santa perched on his comfy couch and posing for photos. She tugged on my hand and said, "Look mom, there's Christmas. There he is."
I laughed and said, "Larkin, that's Santa."
Larkin tugged on my hand again and said, "I want to go see him. I'll tell daddy I found Christmas."
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