On second thought, maybe the other kids really weren't naughty after all and it's just the fact that the entire ordeal took two hours before we even got to see Santa that was the bigger problem. However, as always, it was completely worth it!
This year, the elves allowed parents to bring their own camera, if they wanted. That was music to my I'm-sick-of-polaroid-quality-photos-with-Santa ears. To top things off, Mrs. Claus was more than accommodating in helping Meghan get the girls situated on Santa's lap.
Though one demonstrated utter joy, one shear terror, and another was on the fence, all three girls will always have the memory of their first visit to the North Pole captured on digital film and ready to be cherished at a moment's notice!
To Santa (in case you search the blogosphere):
"Santa, until next year, thanks for letting us visit and not freaking out when we crammed three crying babies in to your lap. I promise it will be easier next year. Maybe. By the way, if there's a nibble missing from your cookies when you come to our house, it was just the cat...or a mouse...or something else that you probably don't need to worry about. Same story for the milk. Also, please be quiet on your way out. If you wake up a baby, you'll be getting a house guest next year! Also, we know where you live. Remember what happened with Will Ferrell in Elf? By the way, great pic with the girls (see below). You don't look scared at all. Feel free to use it in your personal album. Not kidding about waking up the babies. Merry Christmas!"
Terror & Joy
