Today was the big "Santa Picture Day." All things considered, it went pretty well. Emma and Drew are at the ages where Santa could have been almost impossible. Drew is now 2 1/2 and Emma is 11 months. That's pretty tricky.
Before we met Santa, we had dinner with Melinda, Michael, and Sadie. The original plan was to take the kids outdoors for pictures, but by the time that I had them dressed and ready, it was already 5:15 and the light was just about gone. So I opted for Plan B. Melinda had said that she was going to have Sadie's picture taken with Santa tonight, so we crashed their party and showed up for them too since the kids were dressed in their Christmas Cuties.
We ate dinner first and Drew did EVERYTHING Sadie did (as usual). He would walk to the end of the world with her, I swany!
Then off to take pictures.
When we got up there, the kids started to cry, and I thought, "Oh no! This can't be!" But after a few raisins and some Ho Ho Ho's, they were at least not screaming anymore.
This was the best that we could do (which was better than I thought we were going to get when they first sat down).
Santa was so good to the kids. Drew told him he wanted "presents" (in a whisper) and then got a lollipop for being such a good boy.
Emma got lots of attention for being such a cutie patutie.
So here they are.....
(drumroll please)
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