'Tis the season...
We took Norah to meet Santa for the first time the other day. I had two good reasons to hope it would go well. First, friends of Francis' family run the Santa photos at the mall, and they gave us the "good" Santa's work schedule. Second, Norah's grandfather (my father), Gooey, has a beard and glasses, so I figured she probably wouldn't get too weirded-out by Santa's appearance. Both of those things coupled with the fact that she almost never makes strange with people gave me a certain amount of confidence she'd do well. She did. And here's the picture to prove it.
2 comments:
hi Jaclyn, isn't the internet grand? we can all keep in touch so easily. I found the link to your blog through Elena's and now I can check in to see what you are doing. It's great. Julie C
Jac, I found this blog through my mom. What goes around comes around! Hannah just commented that she wants her hair to be like Norah's. That's a compliment, H is very fashion conscious. Elena
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