She's Scarred For Life...

That's what I told my Mom after we left the mall from seeing Santa. She was fine waiting in line (FOR 45 MIN!!). We got up to the big guy and my Mom was holding her. We were talking to Santa waiting for the photographer to get ready. My Mom said she started to hold on to her really tight and I was like uh oh! We sat her down and it happened, she started screaming bloody murder! She DID NOT like the big man in the red suit with a beard! We got 2 pics and Santa said you can get her now (like hurry up! :)) As soon as I picked her up the tears turned off like a light switch! As we were waiting for the picture to be printed she was waiving "bye bye" to Santa. We think she felt bad for hurting his feelings and crying on his lap!

This is last year!! :)