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We took the kids to see Santa last week. Amazing enough, all 4 children actually sat on Santa's lap and started talking to him. HOWEVER, just as the photographer went to snap the photo, a child from another family pulled the fire alarm. We jumped off Santa's lap and waited outside for the fire dept. to come. 15 minutes later we returned for a 2nd attempt, as you can see, we didn't get the same results. I have yet to get a holiday photo will a 4 children smiling. Oh well, at least they are full of character!





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P Kirkwood said…
What I love is how happy Santa looks! Could he not crack a smile!
I don't think I added my email to your list. How do I do that?
Merry Christmas! Pam
The Dillon 6 said…
that kids' family should have to compensate your somehow for the emotional trauma and irreperable damage he/she caused to your poor family. ;)

Cute picture ~ and one you'll always remember!!
I'm so glad that I can get back to you blog. I think I have given up on taking all 4 kids to see Santa. I did take the two younger ones this year but it wasn't quite as eventful as your visit.

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