It's my first-born's first Christmas. Of course, I went to the mall to get pictures with Santa.
You have to do it.
Sure, the line is forever long and the picture turns out so-so and the prints are way overpriced.
But you have to do it.
I thought I would be able to take my own pictures while Abby was on Santa's lap and then I'd buy the cheapest package offered. Apparently, taking your own pictures is a big no-no. It puts you on the naughty list. As most know, I fear authority, and so I was the dutiful mom, trying to get Abby to smile while sitting on a strange man's lap after waiting in her stroller for over an hour.
And, yes, I was suckered into buying a bigger package of prints than I had planned because it came with digital access to the so-so photos.
I had to do it.
Note to self: Next Christmas season, track down free pictures-with-Santa-in-exchange-for-toy-donation event and take 100 photos to increase likelihood of capturing the money shot.
Anyhoo, here they are. Does she look annoyed or what?!


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