We went to Tree Town a few weeks ago to look for a Christmas tree and sit on their free, no wait Santa's lap. Waiting in line at a mall to meet Santa wasn't something Brent and I really cared to do this year, because we were pretty sure Jack would have a reaction similar to this:
Clawing his way off the Big Guy's lap. That's not the way to get good presents, Jack!
So we tried it with me in the picture. And apparently, I warmed right up to Santa. Whoa, a little close there, Linds.
What, you're trying to win me over with a bag of treats, Santa?
I don't think so.