This is the first Santa picture with my boys. Yes, A is seven and J is four, and this is the first Santa picture. See, A had a bad Santa picture experience when he was about 20 months old. How bad? You couldn’t tell who wanted to be there less, Santa or A. We tried the next year. Didn’t even get to the lap. I gave up. My son was obviously freaked out by the Man in Red, so why push it?
This year Tom surprised me with this picture. I was off doing something else and he ran errands with the boys at the mall. He had it all planned out; he made sure they were clean and reasonably matched, he took the hairbrush, he made sure they were well-fed. The boys did it! They told Santa what they wanted for Christmas (Wii), they were polite, they smiled. Yes, they were in desperate need of haircuts, but I don’t care!
I have a wonderful Santa picture of my boys. It’s a small thing, but it’s the best Christmas gift they could have given me.