Today, I took the Mister to the mall to see Santa Clause. I got him dressed in his holiday vest, we navigated rain soaked roads singing along to the Elf soundtrack, stood in the semi-long line of fidgety kids in itchy wool sweaters, I forked out $24.99+ tax for the cheapest package including an image on CD and handed over my sweet, happy boy to Old Saint Nick ..... and then this happened:
I stepped forward after a few shots to adjust A's pant leg to cover that bright white sock. Santa pretty much threw A at me as soon as I got within 12 inches, so I took that to mean we were done with Santa pictures. Safe to say, our A's likely earned a spot on the Naughty List for this year. It's okay, A. I thought he was kind of creepy, too.