Ho Ho Ho

With Christmas only 2 weeks away, we decided it was time to take the boys to see Santa, so on Thursday we did just that.
Max could have cared less that a 300 pound man in fur was holding him. He pretty much slept through the whole thing.

Bo on the other hand took quite a bit of coaxing to get up even near Santa. He was literally shaking and white in the face (which is not easy when you are already so white to begin with, but apparently it is still possible to turn even whiter).

Poor thing was scared shitless.

But after some convincing and promises to carry him and not let go, he finally let me take him up there where we handed Santa his "Dear Santa" letter.

It was many sheets of construction paper that had glued on pictures of toys he wants for Christmas on it. It was so cute. The 2 main gifts he wants are his own city and an aircraft carrier. I sure hope Santa has an extra big bag. Then there was Sam. Little ole dancing Sam. He is so stinkin funny. He loved Santa and kept showing him his shoes. "Chuse. Chuse." At one point he and Santa even got into a shoe-off. I think if Sam had his way, he would have been in everyone else's pictures as well. He could not get enough of Santa.