First encounter with the "big guy". I almost lost my finger in the encounter. It was so funny. We had Brunch with Santa at the country club on Sunday.
Long after the notion of Santa being in the room, all the other kids scattered....and this little man was still having a stare down with the man in red.
He was a great Santa. In the end, Charlie screamed when Santa tried to touch him. 
...and protective "big brother" was no where to be found, oh wait, he's in the corner, fervently twirling his hair...
As soon as Santa started walking around, Jackson hightailed it to his seat next to Daddy.
And no one sat on Santa's lap. What is wrong with my children?
Our vacation is almost over...quite interesting too. It started on Wednesday with my mom coming down with a violent case of the "stomach flu". Lysol cans were being emptied by the minute. We were all shaking in our boots. Long story short, we ALL got it. Steve got it Thursday, I got it Friday night, followed by Charlie Saturday morning, Beau Saturday, Jackson Sunday morning, James and Lana Sunday evening....only good thing is that it only lasts about 12 hours.....puke.
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