Well, Santa was a flop.
Will has been asking to see Santa. If you ask him what he wants Santa to bring him for Christmas, there isn't a hint of hesitation before he replies: "A train table!!"
He was all excited to get dressed in his Santa Train shirt and wanted to bring his I Love Trains book to see the Big Guy. He talked about it all morning and on the way there.
Turns out, the boy is all talk.
There wasn't a line at all, so we walked right up to Santa. From the safety of his stroller, Will shyly showed Santa his book. Santa "ho-ho'd" appropriately. I took Emma from the stroller and placed her in Santa's willing arms. No problem-o.
Then I went to get Will from his stroller and. . .
tears, screaming, and mass hysteria ensued.
There was no sitting on Santa's Lap for Will this year. I guess I could have gone for the screaming, body-twisting picture, but I just didn't have the heart for it.
Meanwhile, Emma took an adorable picture.
And Will announced that "Emma told Santa" what he wanted.
So we're all good (and when we get the picture in a couple of days, I will post it here).