P has set his eyes on the big man in the red suit quite a few times. Like most kids his age, he doesn’t seem to like him too much. There is no smiling. No laughing. No clapping. And definitely No hugging. All P had to offer to Santa…his “mean face” (if you don’t remember “mean face”…click here). Seriously. All I did was ask him to wave to Santa…NOPE…out came “mean face”, squitchy nose and all. Maybe next year…
Santa? RUN!
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At least he didn’t totally freak out and start crying. Oh wait…that was Nia. Hahaha!
P.S. I commented back to you on my blog
hee hee I love it!! The mean face is so darn cute! I love his outfit!! And you are right getting Christmas pics are VERY stressful (don’t try doing it before church!) btw – I picture tagged you – the rules are over on my blog.