We made two attempts at visiting Santa Claus before Christmas. The first was at his Daycare. They held a "Pancakes with Santa Breakfast" one weekend last month, and I thought, YES!, this will be in a place he feels comfortable and maybe it will pretty smoothly......wow was I wrong. We got our cute little gingerbread man overalls on and headed over to school. I decided to head over the Santa before we had breakfast (this was strategic planning on Mom's part....syrup and pictures don't go well together). As soon as we entered the room his grip was already getting tight on my arm. So, I thought....Ok, we'll ease into it.......we watched some of the older kids have their visit and hung out for a little while before we even got in line. Well, it all was wasted effort because this boy wasn't having ANY of it. STRANGER DANGER is what my husband calls it.

The next day our friends were planning on going over to see Santa at a local toy store. I was doubtful Carson would cooperate any better, but at least Angela could maybe get one of me holding him? And just maybe he would do better since his girlfriends, Ava and Emma, would be there (he loves them!).
Well, you can see how that went over.....I did however get one of him not screaming as long as I held him. It was such a shame too, because this Santa and his wife were SO sweet and tried so hard to get Carson to like them. I felt bad! Oh well, I guess these will be the photos that we bring out when he's in high school to embarass him in front of his friends! Theres always next year!











