Before Christmas, I took Zooey to get her picture taken with Santa Claus. Having heard the horror stories of baby+Santa photos the world over, I anticipated the worst and braced myself for the screaming that would surely erupt from Z, especially since she had been showing signs of separation/stranger anxiety for several weeks.
Here is what we got:
not too bad, i thought, at least she's not crying.....
"why, mommy, why?
who IS this"
[ed. note: I was so impressed with his snow-white beard and jolly red cheeks
that I didn't even notice how casually Santa was dressed until I got home.
Where is his red velvet coat?!? I didn't pay $$$ to have a casual Santa in
a VEST when Z is dressed in her finest! (minus shoes - yes, to those concerned
about her shoeless-ness, she DOES have shoes, several pairs, in fact....
but she cried everytime I tried putting them on her and I was trying
to ELIMINATE any tear-inducing factors)
Mental note: next year, different mall.....]
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