It happened. We braved the mall and visited Santa for the very first time. And who do you think slept through it all? That’s right. Ben did.
Mom and Dad took time out on a blustery Sunday - just to visit with Jolly old St. Nick - and who bailed? His highness Benjamin. And WHEN did we wake from our gentle (aka Sleeps-like-the-dead) slumber?
Right after Dad finishes paying for the photos on the way out.
Bah-Humbug. No bike for you. (Wink…)
Well it is a bit early for Christmas so Ben has an excuse. Santa (old Fishin’ buddy o’yore) seems pleased however.
Hehe, at least Ben was kind enough not to be one more crying, wailing tot on Santa’s lap. I’m sure the poor fellow gets more than any man’s fair share of children screaming in his face.
such a cutie!
sleeping is good for him, though it would have been nice to be awake for the pic.
Wait till next year he may not like Santa at all or just love him to pieces, either way I don’t think he’ll be asleep for next years sitting. lol