I actually got K to walk into see Santa with me, although with specific instructions that she would sit on my lap, while B sat on Santa's lap. On the first try, K hid her face in my arm. We didn't get one picture of her face. So we convinced her to try again. This time, she even spoke to Santa and told him what she wanted for Christmas. Finally! A picture with Santa where K is not in tears!!! I can't say the same for Baby Brother!
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