I absolutely love this time of year. And it's even more fun with little ones. Everything is new and exciting.
We braved the Arctic temperatures the other night to go see Santa at the park. I thought the kids wouldn't want to sit on his lap or that they'd be scared of him.
I was wrong. They liked him. A lot.
Brooke announced that she wanted a reindeer for Christmas. Nothing else. So she might be a little disappointed on Christmas morning. But at least we got a picture of Comet:
Nate just sat and looked around. What does he want, Santa? He's 17 months old. He wants the boxes and the wrapping paper.
Such a sweet (cold!) night with Santa.
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