Santa!

We met Santa!



I was impressed. Last year Gabe screamed bloody murder as soon as I put him on his lap. This year he was all excited and talked the whole way down about how he was going to ask Santa for a big boy helicopter. Then we walked up to him...and he got shy. He did talk to him a bit, but not his normal chatty self and I had to prompt him to talk. Then he let me put him on Santa’s lap and I was able to take a picture.

Bella on the other hand, spent the whole ride down talking about what she wanted to ask Santa for for Christmas. Then I told her she’d have to sit on his lap and she instantly turned back into a too-cool-for-Santa preteen...

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