I hated Santa when I was a kid. I remember hiding behind my moms legs when I was around 3 years old and whispering to her what I wanted (which of course was a doll), and I made her tell Santa so he would bring it to me. I also love some of the photos my parents have of my brother and I with Santa because for a few years we lived in Australia so we have pictures of us in shorts and t-shirts sitting on Santa’s lap outside.
Capri’s first picture with Santa happened when she was about 5 months old. Santa was super awkward with her and held her like a little baby even though she could sit up. I believe this just set the trend for bad and awkward Santa photos for us.
This year we stood outside for an hour to get the girls photo with Santa and to get a treat bag – so the treat bags might have been for Stefan and I but that is okay.
So here is our newest Santa photo with Capri being one month shy of 2.5 years and Payson being a little over 6 months old. I have no idea what they are all looking at.