I hope Santa has my list, because I sure didn't tell him anything when I went to see him this week. I was REALLY excited waiting in line to see him... but then...
...not so much...
At least I left him with a little wave!
Maybe next year Santa.
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Poor Santa. I hope you didn't scare him away, Thatcher. I still haven't told him what I want for Christmas.
Awwww, I'm sure he knows exactly what to bring you!
Uh-Oh. What if he doesn't know where to deliver your presents? Did your daddy talk to Santa for you and tell him where you would be? I sure hope so. I'd hate for him to skip Ashtyn and you on Christmas morning. She wouldn't talk to Santa either.
no worries thatch, santa always knows. At least you got to see Santa and didn't have to take a number...
We took the boys to see Santa but the line was a two hour wait I'm sure it would have ended up exactly like that so we didn't wait.
Just wait until next year...Santa will be your BEST friend then.
Awwwww, your pictures tell the story so perfectly! =0)
Poor little fella. I wouldn't want to sit on some old stranger's lap either, Thatcher!!!
{{giggle}}
That is okay, Thatcher. Santa always knows what we want AND where we will be for Christmas. At least you were friendly to him when you left----a little friendly wave. (safe & secure in Daddy's arms)
Hey Thatch. I'm not too worried! I think he'll still find us! Are you being a good boy??? Can't wait to hang out with you for Christmas!!!!!!
Hey Thatch, Sabrina asked me to reassure you that despite the fact that she screamed bloody blue murder at Santa every year for three years, he still stopped off and left her presents. So no worries buddy!
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