We went to see Santa at Mommy's work party again this year. It was pretty cool. Some of you will remember my reaction to Santa (NO SANTA!) last year and you will recognize the same from Sammy (see below). I, on the other hand, marched straight up there and got on his lap and hold him I wanted Mickey and Minnie. You can see by my face that once I got up there I wasn't so sure... but I toughed it out. And I'm sure glad I did because.... THEN HE GAVE THEM TO ME AS A PRESENT. I couldn't beleive it and kept saying "Mommy, how did he know??" 
Check out my Minnie and Mickey. I am particularly obsessed with Minnie. I sleep with her, and she sits at the dinner table with me. I even recently went to lunch with Bia and asked the hostess if Minnie could have her own high chair (she said yes).
Then it was Sam's turn. He can't talk yet, but if he could I am sure he would have been saying "NO SANTA!"
I am very protective of my little brother and I was very worried about him and ran right up and told Santa to give him back to Mommy because he was crying. Mommy said it was hysterical.
Here he is feeling much better with Mommy holding him. Silly Santa.
