Florida Christmas Trip - Part III

Mom took me to see Pinocchio at the dinner theater. I was more interested in seeing the school bus parked outside for the school groups.



Dinner and show. This is great stuff. They even have chocolate here. Ok, I'm getting the message, too, about telling the truth. Sheeh - some of these kids stories are about as subtle as an Oliver Stone movie.


Mom also let me go on a train ride at the mall. I wanted to go it alone. Some chick dropped by apparently thinking I needed company - pretty presumptuous, huh? She wasn't that distracting, though.




We even ran into Santa himself. Most kids get photos on Santa's lap. I was lucky enough to catch him while he was down in Florida - he must have run out of oranges up at the North Pole.


Here's an establishing shot of Oma's living room on Christmas day. Man, there was a lot of loot!






At the end of the day, I don't need any presents when I have my blue blankey.


Ok, this one is a little out of order. Here Dad and I take a break from playing midnight golf. He says his stroke is so ugly, he's afraid to let Ocha see it in the daylight.