I'd forgotten to update. Thanks for the bump.At Christmas there was a bit of a row when Pastor Tom by edict declared Santa Claus would not be allowed to visit the children in class nor after the children's celebration service (Kids go to the alter during service shaking bells on wrists loops and shining candle shaped flashlights while more or less singing the same song, quite beautiful really if you are a parent, but otherwise too sacchrine for most peoples tastes.) Pastor Tom believes the secularists and their Idolotrous symbol Santa will lead to the distruction of Christmas. (His epistle to the coloradans-not as famous as Paul's Epistle to the Wookies or whoever- actually stated he could not stand by and watch Christmas turn into Santamas. Twas a stirring call to the faith no doubt. Regardless some of the Mom's, including Mother Melvin, put their feet down. They demanded there be a Santa and so it was.The night of the service all the kids arrived in their finery. Almost all of the girls arrived in the exact same red velvet dress from Target with white faux feather collar (I know this because that's where we got our daughter's outfit.) The service went off without a hitch. Well one hitch as one wrist bracelet of jingle bells flew from one youngster's wrist into the asembled worshipers and or disinterested parents and grandparents who were there solely to watch their kids. The service ended and the big moment came. Upon filing out of the chapel/sanctuary, or whatever Lutherans call it to the school portion of the complex we ran smack dab into that jolly old elf himself. Santa was resplendant in cheap suit, false beard, drty rubber boots, and work gloves. Each child went up to Santa to sit on his lap and make their request. Come Little Melvin's turn things went bad. Apparently the rented Santa suit had been exposed to peanuts and Melvin swelled with hives at an alarming rate. His skin bulged, his eyes swelled shut, and he started choking with his airway closing. His epi pens were in the administrative offices. The person with the keys could not be located and Pastor Tom rushed up to kick the tempered safety glass in the door out to gain access. Pastor Tom was unsuccessful. My wife asked me to force the door (I'm rather large so I'm an obvious choice for such actions) when the head of the school came in from the parking lot with the keys making any attempts on my part unneccessary. She secured the pens and along with the mother administered to Melvin who showed rather rapid improvement but still needed to be taken by ambulance to the hospital for further treatment.