Sela started to cry before we even got in line to see Santa. Sullivan
only wanted to stand three feet in front of him while presenting his
case for a big Lightning Mcqueen and big Finn McMissile. Both of them
adamantly refused to sit anywhere near his lap, but seeing how I had
schlepped two toddlers into the mall, one week away from giving birth,
30 minutes before Sullivan's school started, I was determined to get a
picture (clearly, otherwise I would not have chosen to sit on Santa's
lap, sans makeup and sweating uncontrollably). If anyone ever
questions my commitment to tradition I will present this as evidence
against their cause. So here you have it kiddos, your Santa picture for
2012. Lovingly obtained so that there won't be a gap in your Santa
photo album; which Mommy will put together soon. Next year. I
promise.
A lot of awkward arm touching.
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