We got her dressed in her Christmas best, told her all about Santa, and even showed her pictures from when she sat on his lap last year. She seemed happy about the prospect.
She is learning to pose to show off her cute dresses.
We were all so excited waiting in line to meet Santa. Max and Grayson had written long lists and discussed exactly what they planned to tell Santa. And then it was our turn . . .
And she was not happy. Full on screams of "Mama, Mama" echoed throughout the mall. She thought we were selling her to this scary big man with the white beard. And she attempted a getaway before Daddy managed to her her onto his lap.
Finally we rescued her to safety, and the boys had their chance.
"I'm four!" he said.
And Grayson went over every detail of his list.
There were lots . . .
And then it was time to give Santa a hug and be on our way. When we asked them what Santa had said, they said he told them to brush their teeth every night.
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