Posed on the Lap
Coddingtown
November 24, 2004
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There were a few years there in the beginning where
they were too young for these things, bewildered babies
alarmed to find themselves on the lap of a
bearded man in a red suit who smells
like roast beef. Then there are a few years where it all
fits just right: they believe this is really Santa, that
he will listen and toys will be delivered. One year, the
questions come, and then just as suddenly, they stop.
There are no more questions about why the Santa at
Coddingtown looks slightly different from the one at
Santa Rosa Mall. They have bought into the ritual, they
smile for the camera, and speak loudly enough when telling
Santa what they want, so that the parents watching from
the sidelines can listen and note.
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