The Sunday before Thanksgiving, my aunt & I had L & Z at the mall. We walked by Santa, & since there wasn’t a line, walked over to him. Z & {especially} L clung to us & most definitely wouldn’t talk to him much less sit with him.

The Saturday after Thanksgiving, we met an OIB Santa at the fire station. Photo fail {it even made Diana’s top 25 list!}.

Third times a charm we hoped as we waited in line for around an hour late morning Saturday Dec 7th. I’d pulled out our Christmas books & even bought a Target dollar bin Santa book in hopes that reading about him & learning ‘ho ho ho’ would help.

Well, no screaming & we got the nose picking pics out while in line, but as I suspected, J & I are in this year’s photo along with two wide eyed toddlers.


Next year, can I hope for smiles? Maybe?!