At the last minute, the boys changed their minds and decided they wanted to see Santa Claus after all so we took a little trip to see the big guy Saturday evening. Of course, I had to get a few photos of my own before we left.
Mr. Personality had to pose for a couple of his own. He's saying "word" to me in the one on the right. Not sure where he picked that up.
We had a picture pass for 5:00 so we were in and out in 10 minutes. Why on Earth didn't I know about that sooner? It was so nice not having to fight crowds and stand in line for 2 hours.
Kase is almost certain he was the real Santa because he knew the boys had been fighting earlier in the day. Little did Kase know that when brothers sit down on Santa's lap, you can almost guarantee the "fighting" conversation will apply to all of them so it was a safe gamble on Santa's part. Lucky for the boys, Santa was very forgiving and asked them to try harder to get along with one another. Trying harder lasted all of 23 minute; long enough for us to get out of his sight and seated at the restaurant before it started up again. The joy of raising brothers...best friends one minute, fighting the next!
Kase is almost certain he was the real Santa because he knew the boys had been fighting earlier in the day. Little did Kase know that when brothers sit down on Santa's lap, you can almost guarantee the "fighting" conversation will apply to all of them so it was a safe gamble on Santa's part. Lucky for the boys, Santa was very forgiving and asked them to try harder to get along with one another. Trying harder lasted all of 23 minute; long enough for us to get out of his sight and seated at the restaurant before it started up again. The joy of raising brothers...best friends one minute, fighting the next!
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