I tend to avoid Christmas celebrations in November. I just think it is flat out wrong that Thanksgiving doesn't get more than a few party plates and napkins in the back aisle (though it must still rate as a commercial holiday since this year I have seen inflatable yard turkeys).
In any case, I was overruled by impatient children, one complete with a book containing the truck he wants for Christmas (an actual, full-size truck mind you). I got to giggle as Bubba asked Santa, "Are you real?" He then accosted Santa about every detail regarding making the truck he wanted.
The boys got to ride a train on wheels and enjoy a short horse and carriage ride, and of course they saw Santa, Frosty, and Rudolph.