This morning was the annual Breakfast with Santa and I took the girls to get their picture mad, eat pancakes and play & craft with the Junior Women’s League. Mom and Jamie met me there with Mary-Jane.
So…here’s how the pictures went:
A happy but reserved (amazingly quiet & calm!) Campbell
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An absolute hissy fit throw down Sara Gray with her embarrassed sis….
and cousins with Honey (because that was the ONLY way that Santa was going to be able to handle all three of them plus Honey had her red lipstick on!) Look at those faces!!
I told that Santa not to even let all that screaming & squirmin’ to bother him because it wasn’t bothering me one bit! I know it looks like torture but I love it and know these will make us giggle for years to c
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Absolutely. You keep making them go visit Santa every single year. You drag them up there when they're 12, 13, and 14 and they're screaming "mom, this is so embarrassing!". By the time they're 18 and 20 they will do it for you on their own because it's "hilarious" and because they know you'll love it.....not that I would know anything about that. :)
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