After we knocked that around a bit, it occurred to me that if everyone was willing to settle for a man who had never done anything like this before, and (more importantly) would probably be identified by one or more of the kids in our ward, then perhaps I could offer an alternative.
Enter Grandpa Wayne:
(a/k/a Eric's dad)
Though we figured we'd be in the clear with the other kids, Eric and I were both a little concerned that Heather might recognize the lap that she sits on every week, and the voice that's nearly as familiar to her as Eric's or my own.
|Blurry, but fun all the same.|
Luckily, we underestimated the power of a red suit, a long white beard, and a grandpa that (unbeknownst to any of us) was made to be Santa.
Watching Heather interact with her Grandpa Santa, not realizing for a minute that he was her Grandpa Santa? Possibly the highlight of my Christmas season so far.