A couple days before Christmas we found ourselves waiting in line to see Santa at Utica Square. We didn't initially intend to see Santa. We met Gigi and Pepaw for lunch, and Rob had a gift to pick up in Utica Square afterwards. I told Avery that Santa was there and that she could see him if she wanted. She was very adamant that she DID want to see Santa, despite the long line and chilly winds. She insisted that she would sit on his lap, tell him what she wanted, and take a picture with him. Well, two out of three isn't bad (she didn't have enough nerve to tell him what she wanted).
While in line, Santa and Mrs. Claus took a bathroom break
I was so proud of her for being brave. Santa can be kind of scary.