We took Silas to meet Santa and Mrs. Claus last night, and the grandparents tagged along. I had to wake a very sleepy Silas to head over to the North Pole, so he was a little dazed and confused the whole time. He did great with Santa. At one point, we thought he was going to cry, but he rallied and then sat there staring at us like we were crazy as we cooed and clucked at him in our most obnoxious baby voices. No smiles….he was too tired for that.
Until next year...
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