Sunday morning the littles awoke to learn that their Advent activity for the day was brunch with Santa. With much excitement and mounting hesitation by the littlest little, we headed to a fabulously, festive feast. We arrived early so we could talk to the jolly elf before the lines formed.
And posed for just the perfect picture.
Bear was doing this:
Until I was the worst Mommy ever and made him take this:
With pictures out of the way we were free to enjoy a lovely, leisurely Sunday brunch. With snow falling outside of the nearly all glass room you couldn't help but feel the Christmas spirit.
Between bites the kiddies enjoyed balloon twisting elves and Bear kept a watchful eye on the big man in red.
Eventually, Santa stopped over for a second visit and an attempt at picture #2.
|I'm quite sure that is the look of sheer terror….my poor baby!|
Until next year! Oh and in case you're wondering, the screaming photo is going in the frame;)