I thought that Aven would be okay being near Santa as long as I was holding her. I was wrong. Despite weeks of reading Christmas stories, playing with a little stuffed Santa toy and talking about how great Santa is she was terrified when we got near him.
The scowl on her face was the result of two very energetic photographers jumping around, playing peek-a-boo, and waving around stuffed toys and squeaky balls. She was previously screaming and squirming to get off my lap, so trust me, the scowl was as good as it was going to get.Oh well, maybe next year she'll be more willing to sit with Santa and crack a smile.
Asher has had an INTENSE aversion to facial hair, and wouldn't even let us carry him by a DRAWING of Santa Claus last year. But I'm sure as the years draw on and he learns that Santa is the fountain from which all holiday gifts flow, he'll learn to tolerate it... I hope.
ReplyDeleteIt seems every first photo with Santa has a good story behind it- I'm glad to see and hear of yours. :)