Year 1:
Fail.
Year 2:
Fail.
Year 2:
Fail.
Year 3:
All smiles and laughter waiting outside. So much optimism.
You can see more of the cuteness on grandma's blog.
All smiles and laughter waiting outside. So much optimism.
You can see more of the cuteness on grandma's blog.
The minute we stepped into "Santa's house" there was crying. Which ended in this:
Grandma and I had to sit with them this year because they are very mobile- and could physically climb out of Santa's icy grasp. (ok, that sounded horrible.)
But still, Year 3: Fail.
But still, Year 3: Fail.
We are going today - we'll see how it goes. I'm pretty sure one will do fine and the other one, not so much. Your girls are the cutest regardless if they are screaming or not! Love those pictures!
ReplyDeleteThat is priceless. Our Santa is too expensive so I might just ask some random man with a beard to ask Hope what she wants for Christmas and snap a photo--kinda creepy, but definitely cheaper! :)
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