When we asked you if you wanted to go see Santa, here was your initial reaction…

You didn’t know what or who that was but by golly it sounded fun! So we were off! Headed straight for the North Pole (AKA: Kenwood Mall) to see the person who would be in charge of putting you on that “list”… The Nice List!

You were so excited waiting in line. Wishing and hoping for all the presents you ever wanted. 

The entrance and doors to Santa’s “man cave” ok, so it wasn’t a cave, it was his own personal space though. 

When you are old enough to write (or tell Mommy and Daddy what to write) you will be able to drop your own personalized letter in Santa’s mailbox. 

Soon, it was our time. You did great! Somehow, you made it to the Nice List. Haha! 

You were cute as a button, as always, and even looked at Santa and telepathically told him everything you wanted! (You know, because you can’t talk yet.) 

Until next year, when Mommy secretly hopes and wishes you will scream and cry when you see Santa and we will get an amazing photo that we can send into Ellen. Lol.