I prepped Danny for our visit with Santa a few days ahead of time.
I know my boy and I knew it was necessary.
you can sit on his lap
I want to dand {stand}
you can tell him what presents you want
I want heh-ree-ging {everything}
he might give you a candy cane
I don't wike dandy danes
he's a very nice man
no he not
After waiting a few minutes in line, here's what happened.
Danny stood.
he didn't get much closer than he was in the picture
He didn't say a word unless prompted by me or Santa.
eventually they talked about tools, of course
He turned down the candy cane.
the chocolate kisses were much more to his liking
Santa was very nice.
and very patient too
Then it was Cate's turn.
I think the picture says it all.
Poor kid.
Not quite as happy to sit on the big guy's lap as she was last year.
3 comments:
Why do we torture our children this way? Don't talk to strangers, but go sit on the lap of this strange old man wearing a weird suit. And take candy from him? Insanity.
We torture them because we love them. Same reason why they torture us.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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