As required by the generations (i.e. they did it to us, so now we do it to our kids) we got together with good friends tonight to take the boys (Baby Zog and his best bud) to see Santa at a local bank, grab a bite to eat and watch a local Christmas Tree lighting. It was a nice evening, but I am glad we opted for the less crowded, calmer setting of a small bank for our Santa outing rather than waiting in long lines at the mall because the fruits of our labor were, well....I'll just let the photos do the talking. Happy Holidays!

Is it wrong that these photos make me laugh a little?
7 comments:
I feel terrible for Santa! That guy must go home at night feeling so defeated after a full day of being a completely ineffective vehicle of holiday cheer. haha...
Can't wait to see you three in a few weeks!
Oh it is okay to laugh alot. That is so funny. Poor guy! He will laugh when he gets older. Priceless!
seriously, those pix make me laugh a LOT! then again, it's different when i can view still images rather than experience the live, loud version.
Why does Santa have some nasty, dirty snow looking hair? He makes me want to cry, too. You're certainly adding to your collage card with the myriad of attempts at getting the card pic. We're hoping for cooperation this weekend...from the boy who won't let me brush his hair.
Those pictures crack me up! Wonder what Lily would do...
Priceless childhood trauma! I started laughing before you gave me permission... I couldn't help myself! Too hysterical! Send more pics :-)
yup- laugh asmuch as our parents laughed at us!
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