Bradley is practically eating his own face off. Poor baby is trying to be so brave despite the fact just seconds before he was seriously trembling. It wasn't until we reminded him that Santa gave candy he even took a step forward. Like a champ he mustered, "Hey, Santa."
Cash is clearly pissed. Not because he is panicked that he is sitting on Santa's lap. No, because he is sitting on Santa's lap and not being held by Jeff. Dad is the shit. Santa is not.
The stuffed reindeer is looking good, no? And Santa looks very cheery. (His blush is frightening up close and personal.)
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I've walked Evan past Santa a couple of times to test it out and each time he gets a very concerned look on his face that quickly evolves into panic as we get closer. Guess we'll try again next year.
Never knew what to do with all those pics - what with all their attached memories of STRESSFUL moments. Finally filled a college frame with them, complete with identified year. My favorite is the one that simply says, "The year Jenna refused!" Oh, good times...
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