Scott had Friday off work, so we thought taking CJ to see Santa would be a great idea. The Exchange on post has a GREAT Santa, and we thought avoiding the weekend lines was great planning. Unfortunately, we didn't take into account the unexplainable fears of an 18 month old.
We talked all morning about going to see Santa, and even though I knew CJ had no idea what I was talking about, I hoped it would help ease any fears he might have. Honestly, I expected him to march up to Santa, sit on his lap, wave hi at him, smile for a picture, and then wave bye bye at Santa as he happily walked away with his candy cane. He is such an easy going guy... he loves people and usually isn't scared in new situations. Santa threw him for a loop though.
CJ walked into the Exchange with no problem, but as soon as he saw Santa, his bottom lip started to stick out and quiver. We tried waving to Santa from a distance... nope. We tried walking closer to Santa... nope. The nice ladies tried to coax him closer with toys... nope. All we got was this...
Notice the white knuckles...
Monday we are going to try a family shot with Santa. I'll let you know how it goes...
