Merry Christmas, Santa

So, we went to the Mall at Millenia yesterday for photos with Santa. We prepped the boys by letting them know a few days in advance and as we waited in a fairly fast-paced line, they both said they were excited to meet them.

Unfortunately, Everett lied. And so did Scarlet.

Neither we're happy to see the jolly guy and cried through all but a few seconds of the shoot. Only at the very end, when I reminded Everett to tell Santa what he wanted for Christmas, did things improve a bit.

In the end, though, Santa took an unscheduled break after us. Poor guy. Hopefully, he'll forgive us in time to bring a few gifts for the boys.



Everett begging for a little mercy. Scarlet would like to leave and Addy plays with a granola bar.


Everett hangs on for dear life. Scarlet is getting a little better, but refused to wear her shoes. Addy hangs in for the ride.
She's so sweet when she cries. She's wearing a dress that my grandfather hand-made for me when I was her size.

Big improvement: Everett tells Santa that he would like 3 cars and 3 trucks for Christmas.

Wow - here's the smile!