Being Levi`s first Christmas I was keen to get a photo with Santa. He had slept, been feed, dressed in a new outfit, and had a happy disposition. We got to the shop and Santa was just setting up we were second in line.
Santa was a nice fella, chatting and making jokes, the photographer was ready so I put Levi on Santa`s lap. Oh my, the scream, the face went red, not happy at all, he was horrified. Latched onto me and did not want to go anywhere near Santa, the only solution was for me to be in the photo, sitting on the arm of Santa`s chair and Levi on my lap.
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good story Corinne, keep 'em coming.
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