A few days before Christmas, we went to see Santa. Emerson sat on his lap and did well, no crying or reaching for her Dad. She just went with the flow, more curious than anything. Obviously, she doesn't know who or what Santa is all about, so she just hung out and watched the other kids' meltdown.
It was very windy outside....look at our windblown hair! Even so, it was a nice day.
2 comments:
That's not wind blown hair, that's super model hair, and you're both workin' it!!
And Miss E don'tcha know that you were suppposed to arch your back and wail?? At least that's what your cousins did.
exhibit 2B: Photo record of my marital driven conversion to the dark-side.
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