Believe it or not, I wanted this photo for them... we'll just have to wait and see if it's something they appreciate or resent me for. The desire to get a photo on Santa's lap is completely lost on Jesse but lucky for me he was a good sport and I couldn't of done it without him. It took us 2 hours to get through the line. Vivi was a dream and slept the whole time. Poor Una had missed her nap but managed to hold on just long enough to get through the photo. She had a big "accident" (hint: smelled like poop) just before it was our turn. When I took her off his lap you could really smell it and he didn't seem pleased. I knew Una would cry because she does whenever she doesn't like her situation and I knew I would think it was funny when she did. I mean, that's what kids do, right? Cry on Santa's lap. I wasn't expecting the whole "my kid is terrified and it's not funny but sad" to tug a little on my heartstrings but I still managed to get a laugh or two out. All in all, it was a success! I plan on taking them every other year or so with the hopes that they will look back at these and find them as endearing as I do.
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