Santa Claus, Santa Claus...

So, yesterday we went to Texarkana to see SANTA. We knew from the beginning that it would not be a pleasant experience...and we were prepared for that. We told the photographer that we would "sit" Clayton on Santa's lap, quickly get out of the way, and she needed to just take the picture!!! We told her that taking a time to get her "adjusted" and become "friends" with Santa would NOT work...so just take the picture because she would cry and it would not be pretty...but we were okay with that!

Well, we got up there, Clayton started clinging to Ca-Ca and would not go to Santa...so Santa suggested that I sit beside him, and she could just sit in my lap. And that is what we did. Like many of my friends, we didn't get a smile...but we didn't have tears either! This Santa was really nice and calm...and his beard was real. He didn't want us to upset the other children behind us, so Clayton just sat in my lap...we took the picture...and it was OVER...