The first time we saw Santa we were shopping. Ally ran over and waved to him. Then we talked about going and sitting on his lap, taking a picture, and getting a piece of candy. Then the day came, we made it all the way up to him and then Ally cried.
The next time we talked her into "stand by him". Santa was sick and not there that day. So finally Christmas eve, with daddy at work I took the girls and again she cried and this time so did Abi. So here is our final picture with me in it and not too happy about it girls.
