Dear Santa

When Caleb was a baby, Santa didn't bother him at all. While other babies his age cried when placed in Santa's lap, Caleb simply stared up at that white bearded face in awe. Last year, however, Caleb didn't get along well with strangers, so we avoided the whole Santa thing all together. He still can be rather shy at first when meeting new people, so I wasn't sure if we'd be able to do Santa this year or not.

Saturday, I prepped Caleb to meet Santa, telling him that he had to tell Santa what he wanted for Christmas so that somebody could get it for him. We practiced what he was going to tell Santa. Then we headed to Walgreens.


There was no line, so we just marched straight up to Santa. It took the tiniest bit of coaxing to get him to go sit on Santa's lap, but I reminded him that he had to tell Santa what he wanted so that the rest of us would know what to get him for Christmas.


The picture above reminds me of the ones we have of Caleb and Santa from when Caleb was a baby. The look of awe.


Caleb told Santa what he wanted, then proceeded to point out several more things in the store that he wanted.


By the time he was finished, it was quite a long list. And from that list, Caleb will only be getting one of those things for Christmas.

After that, we picked up Harley and headed to Petco so that Harley could meet Santa too. Harley wasn't scared of Santa at all (though he was a little afraid of all the other big dogs in the store getting their picture taken too). Caleb, on the other hand, didn't like this Santa and wouldn't get in the picture with Harley.



Harley made sure to tell Santa what he wants for Christmas too. I think the translation is "lots of kisses." Or maybe that was just his present to Santa.