Thing 1 had basketball practice this morning, so Thing 2 and I went to mall to see Santa.
Some shopping mall Santas arrive by helicopter, some sneak in through the vacant store next to Spencer’s Gifts, but, usually, Santa travels alone.
Not here. In our little town in the middle of Tennessee, Santa arrives with the honest-go-God Radio City Music Hall Rockettes.
It’s not what you’d expect in a little Southern town, but it’s been going on for years. Santa arrives at Cool Springs Galleria with 6 Rockettes. The dancers do a 3-minute routine, complete with a kickline, and then Santa and the Rockettes lead the children from the food court to Santa’s castle. This morning, Thing 2 was first in line behind the Rockettes.
Living here, in Franklin, about 20 miles outside Nashville, you kind of expect the unexpected, like seeing the Rockettes in the food court or passing Nicole Kidman in the crowd at the county fair (she’s married to the country singer Keith Urban, and they live here sometimes).
The deal with the Rockettes is that since 2001, the owners of the Grand Ole Opry have moved the world’s longest-running radio show out of the 4,400-seat Grand Ole Opry House and back to the 2,400-seat Ryman Auditorium (which, if you’re ever in town, is a terrific place to see a show) and brought in the Radio City Christmas Spectacular for a 6-week stand. It’s the same show you’d see at Radio City Music Hall in New York.
I know, who’d have thought the Rockettes would become a Nashville tradition, but there you go.