Monday afternoon Little D came to visit me at work before getting back on a plane to Arizona. After lunch we decided to stop and let him meet Santa for the first time. We thought he'd love it because all weekend we'd been showing him little figurines of Santa and asking him "What does Santa say?" Each time he'd respond with a jolly "Ho-Ho-Ho!" So cute!
Well, I think it's safe to say that Little D is not a Santa fan! And why the fat man is smiling through all the torture, I will never know? Poor little kid. Better luck next year buddy!