Some kids are happy to sit on Santa’s lap. My daughter is not one of those kids.
Kate was utterly – and hilariously – terrified of the Big Guy in Red. But what kind of parent would I be if I didn’t make her sit on his lap for a few pictures anyway?
A little of this, a lot of that and everything else I’m happily obsessing about when I probably should be doing something productive.
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