Every night before bath and reading time, Hannah and I would look at the picture on the tree. I would remind her that it was a picture of baby Hannah with Santa. Just mentioning the name Santa prompted her to point to the tree where the ornament was and smile.
When we arrived at Green Hills mall on Sunday Santa was on break, but the line was already forming. Steve, Hannah and I did a little window shopping while we waited for Santa to return. When Santa's break was over, we took our places in line to wait our turn. Most of the time was spent with me holding our place while Steve walked around with Hannah making sure to get close to where Santa was sitting. Hannah would point and smile, and I actually began thinking it might go smoothly after all.
Just as we got close to Santa, the little boy in front of us took his turn on Santa's lap. The little boy was probably about a year old and wanted no part of the whole Santa experience. When the little boy started screaming, we quickly tried to divert Hannah's attention to something else so she wouldn't get any ideas.
After 45 minutes of standing in line, it was finally our turn. We had a game plan. Steve was going to slide Hannah on to Santa's lap, and I stood ready with the camera. Just as he bent over to put her down, she locked a death grip on Steve's arm. He managed to wiggle himself free just as her bottom lip started to curl. I yelled for Steve to get out of the way and snapped these two pictures before he grabbed her back up again.
Oh well, we'll try again next year.
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