We attempted a trip to sit on Santa's lap. It went a little something like this:
So grandpa decided to show the ladies that Santa is not a scary man at all.
Yes, these all look alike. But I love the progression. Every single one makes me laugh.
Santa vacated his throne for a minute and the gals didn't think it was scary once he was gone.
After having been there for about a half hour, the girls started to warm up a little. Poor Santa was working so hard, too. He had candy canes and polar express bells he was using as bribery. It only worked marginally.
We convinced them to shake their bells while we all sang "Jingle Bells". I love that they are trying not to smile.
Sage finally told Santa that she wanted a doll house for Christmas this year. She whispered it about four times before she found the courage to shout it out for him to hear. This girl melts me.






















