Meeting Santa

Monday we took the kids to meet Santa.

I was pretty nervous about the thought of Santa holding the babies, but once we were there I just handed them right over. He was really nice and seemed to have an easy way with them.

Obviously the babies could have cared less but Reagan was excited.

I love how the picture turned out. 

Hudson looks a little odd, but whatcha gonna do?

Let me tell you a little bit about how the visit went.

Reagan had a rough weekend. Whew. Tantrums like you wouldn't believe, refusing to eat dinner, etc. So our elf Buddy left him a note saying Santa was sad and disappointed. I told Reagan he was probably on the naughty list which meant no presents. (Totally thought this would put the fear of God in him. No such luck.)

 This little stinker walked right up to Santa and asked him what list he was on.

Santa replies "Well, the nice list of course."

I shot Santa a look and butted in... reminding him how Reagan was behaving.

He still didn't get the hint.

"Oh but you are such a good big brother!"

Come on Santa. I need your help here!

He then proceeded to have Reagan tell him what he wanted for Christmas.

Reagan went on and on about this bug vacuum he wants. 

(Oh ya. Mom fail. The one present we didn't get him or tell relatives to get.) 

Santa looked disgusted. Yes, Santa. Me too. 

I made a little collage of Reagan's visits with Santa below.

It does make me a bit teary eyed to see how he's grown.

How were your visits with Santa this year?