Like Rabbits in Headlights: 2005

We went to the mall to see our granddaughter perform a dance number.

It was decorated so merry and fine.

We even went to a movie because we had a little time.

Everywhere we walked we got reactions.

It was tricky because the mall had a resident Santa and you know the rule:

"No two Santas in the same place."

But we were incognito.

We walked out of the way as much as we could, but still it was there...the "rabbit in the headlights" reaction. You know--where someone sees you, stops and stares, as if they are in shock. It is like they are paralized. Some stare for a really long time, forgetting manners about such things.

We give a smile and a little wave and that seems to snap them out of it. It's like they think we don't see the condition they're in. I don't think some of them even realize what they are doing. It is so fun. We stopped to have something to eat. A little girl came up with her father and he said that she had seen his boots and that was a dead giveaway. It's fun how they notice the details. She was one of many who "discovered us."

Some look at us like they have a big secret connection because they "get it".
Some look away really fast and pretend they didn't see us.

Some get so excited and jump up and down.

Some take pictures. Some just ignore us.

We really try to blend in but it is kind of hard.

Even in regular clothing we get noticed.

Mrs. Claus