obligatory santa photos
Continuing to check off the Holiday-Good-Parent list, I took the kiddos to visit Santa Claus this past weekend. Local folks: for future reference, Brown’s Orchard has a great Santa, it’s free and you can take your own camera.
Holden was surprisingly well-behaved and GB was surprisingly non “strange” (people in this area say your kid is “strange” if they cry when someone who isn’t their mom holds them).
There was a family in front of us whose baby was crying and older son was having none of Santa. I could tell the mom was ready to just give up and call it, but I offered to take a photo of all of them so they could get in with the kids. #solidarity, mama. I know how long it must have taken you to get your kids dressed and out the door–I’m not about to let you leave here without your damn Santa photo.
Here’s how our Santa photo shoot went:
No one is looking.
GB is looking.
Santa is looking.
GB and Santa are looking.
Holdy is almost looking and now no one else is.
GB steals Santa’s hat.
“Did he really?”
“Oh yes, he did!”
The hat thief. No remorse.