Riley wanted to see "Ho Ho" and was fine, all the way up until he actually sat on his lap. He was also fine, shortly after and hung on to the little stuffed elf Santa gave for the remainder of our mall excursion so I don't think he's scarred for life. We laughed, of course, and although we had our choice of 3 photos, we went for the most grief-stricken one (the photo tech, asked us 3 times if we were sure THAT was the pic we wanted). In all honestly, all of the pics were pretty bad, not a smile in the bunch, just a bunch of lip curlin' scaredy cat-ness, and since I'm hoping to avoid the mall until the post-holiday season, we figured it was now or never. Poor baby, eh, maybe it'll score him a few sensitivity points for a future girlfriend or two. In addition, Jim said they'll go nicely with the dozen or so pics he has of him getting freaked out by Santa back in his "heyday"...I'm allowed to say that now, as the "old man" turned 37 this past holiday weekend. Pics of The Thanksgiving Weekend to follow at some point soon...Stay tuned!
I love it!! Olivia won't even go to the mall knowing "he" is there!
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