Each year we have a Christmas part with my extended family on the Newren side, and each year SANTA makes an appearance to check on the little boys and girls to make sure that they are being good. Each year the kids' reaction has been different. Half of them are excited and the other half is screaming in terror. Good times really.
I love the look on Ty's face here- he is so full of excitement and a little bit of anxiety as he waited for his turn to sit on Santa's lap...
Kate hated Santa and only sat on his lap long enough for me to snap a picture. She ran back to Grandpa and sat with him until the bearded man had left the building. She wouldn't even go near him to get her present.
Ryan was a little leery- but still proceeded to sit on Santa's lap. He very quietly asked for a Star Wars Spaceship and a helicopter. Yeah. That's right. A helicopter. Why did he change his mind two days before Christmas? Because he's Ryan.
Ty was the very last one to sit on Santa's lap this year. He waited very patiently (and let's be truthful here- I think he was a little afraid- not getting presents when everyone else does is like fear in it's most primal form), and was very polite when talking to Santa.
In all, we had a great time. It was the first one with out my grandpa, but I knew he was there in spirit.
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