So we hit up the church Christmas party this weekend and had a little visit from Santa himself. T's not a big fan of bearded people so we both thought she would throw an absolute fit as soon as she got into viewing distance of Santa. As Mark walked her up towards him I had the camera ready to film the meltdown. To our surprise, she gave him one weird little look as Mark sat her down on his lap and that was it!! No crying, no throwing herself on the ground. Nothing. she just sat there, posed for a couple pictures and moved on to Mrs. Claus and her own bag of treats. I will admit, I was a little disappointed. I thought it would be funny to see a mini meltdown of epic proportions, but it is nice to know T is not too timid (that might come back to bite me in the butt down the road). Here are a few pictures of the meeting.
Hmmm....I don't know about you...