Yesterday was Santa day. We drove across the Bay to Bass Pro Shop to get a picture of Cate with Santa. We like to get the picture when they're too little to know better because, as Michaela has shown us since her first Santa picture at the same age that Cate is, there's no guarantee you'll ever get one again.
(For her part, Michaela stood at least 20 feet away from Santa and mumbled, "Merry Christmas" as we walked away from him. The kid who will hug and trample every Disney character known to man is scared to death of Santa.)
The Santa at Bass Pro is definitely the best one around (I go for the guys with real beards), so it was worth the drive (40 minutes), the wait once we got our Bass Pass (50 minutes), and then the wait once we got into the actual line (20 minutes). Sadly, we couldn't get Cate to smile, but at least she didn't scream or cry, which means we'll have at least one decent picture of her with Santa to match her sister's.
I have two pictures for the day... one of Cate checking out the Bass Pass as we waited in line, and another of her with Santa.
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