Saturday afternoon Hadley and I had plans to go see The Nutcracker with friends. We thought we would squeeze in our Santa visit that morning. A few days before I started talking Santa up pretty good to Ellison in hopes that she would sit in his lap. She talked a big game, "I sit HoHo's lap", "my HoHo", "HoHo I want a purple baby doll". But when the rubber met the road, it wasn't happening. As we approached her little thighs went into lock mode around my waist and it wasn't happening. We settled for using sister as a shield and holding her hand standing on the ground. I think it was a pretty good compromise, she isn't crying and wasn't tramautized!
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