Charlotte finally met Santa today! We meant to go yesterday, but Chris came down with a quick and dirty flu bug Friday night and needed to sleep most of Saturday to recover. Coincidentally, I happened to lose my voice on Friday (really, voice=gone), and Saturday was no better. Poor Charlotte was stuck with barfy daddy and mute mommy.
Thankfully, Chris is totally better today, so we dressed Charlotte in her too-small yet totally adorable Santa-seeing-outfit and headed over to the mall. (I still don’t have my voice back, but who needs a voice to go shopping?)
Everyone who responded to my poll the other day guessed that Charlotte would not cry when meeting Santa. Of course, this is what we were hoping for, too! Let’s see how she did….
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Okay, the reveal:
Turns out Charlotte does not heart Santa after all.
Oh well. Until next year, Santa! (Isn’t he the cutest?)