A couple weeks ago we went to the dentist for check-ups. We were waiting in the waiting room to be called back when an older gentleman walked out. He had white hair with a long white beard. He was heavy set and wore glasses. Anyone who saw him would immediately think: Santa. He fit the description perfectly. He stopped when he saw B and asked how he was doing. B, in typical 2-year-old fashion, hopped around while saying, "good".
Then, Santa, with a twinkle in his eye, asked, "I hope you are being a good little boy. You know who is coming soon?" B didn't miss a beat, with great excitement he blurted out, "THE DENTIST GUY!!"
Santa was obviously a bit surprised, "Ha ha...er...ho, ho, ho". :)
We weren't about to tell him B's never even heard of Santa....but at least now we can say we've all met him...at the dentist. :)
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