It's always a little stressful when we plan a visit to see Santa Claus. This year was no different. We have been talking it up to Buster for weeks. He's been so excited to sit on his lap and tell him what he wants for Christmas (color changing cars..for the record). When we arrived at the Grove the line was LONG LONG LONG. We put our name in and they said they would text when it was our turn. Somewhere between explaining to Buster that we had to wait to see Santa and having breakfast - Buster had an EPIC meltdown. We're talking full blown screaming and throwing himself on the ground. It definitely wasn't his most shining moment. After 30 minutes of trying to calm him down I finally took him to the car to listen to music and relax. Thankfully that seemed to turn the day around for us. Daddy stayed in line and texted us when it was almost our turn.
Here's picture number one. Buster wasn't sure what to do. I think he was partly scared and partly mad that he had to sit on Santa's lap.
Here's picture number two. After screaming for me - and me replying "just one more picture Buster", he was resigned and upset that he would have to sit through another picture. Notice the cars on the ground that he threw out of his hands.
After that I picked him up and said "See…all done!" Then something interesting happened. Santa asked Olive what she wanted for Christmas and Buster looked right at him and said "Color Changing Cars". So I told him to sit back on Santa's lap and tell him so he could hear. And he did. This was the photo after he leaned in to tell him what he wanted.
