We took Sof and Claire to meet Santa at the same spot as always to get the beloved pictures with Santa, and they did not disappoint. Greg and I laugh at how fast Sofi can flip a switch between being happy and full-blown sobbing (seconds, people). We waited 20 minutes in line, and it was worth it.
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| Sofi was hanging onto Greg so tight that he was forced to be in the picture too. |
This Santa is the real deal. His beard is beautiful! They even sprayed it with glitter. It doesn't get any more magical than that.
Before we went into the little house, Sof was talking about getting a candy cane and telling Santa what she wanted for Christmas. That attitude quickly disappeared, but reappeared once she realized we were on our way out and Santa was handing her a cookie. On the way out she said, "See, he's not scary. Santa is nice." Hilarious. Greg & I just rolled our eyes. But, our sweet little Claire behaved. I should have just gotten a picture of Santa holding her.
We also broke out the Gingerbread House I bought last year but forgot to have us decorate. Greg was convinced it was bad. He obviously has zero confidence in the preservatives forced upon us Americans. The icing was still soft and candy edible enough.
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| Greg getting in touch with his inner-artist. |
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| She actually did a pretty good job. |
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| Proof Claire and I were there too. |
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| The finished product. |
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