We thought we would be good parents and take Linc to sit on Santa's lap. Even though there was no huge mounted throne with a winding slide going down, or even any weirdo kids with adventure goggles plastered to their face, it was still quite the outing. There was of course, fear and screaming kids, we're just fortunate that our kid wasn't one of them. He was instead, the "oh see, look at that cute little baby, he's not crying" kid. (In all honesty I'm not sure why Linc wasn't screaming because while waiting in line we almost got pinned by a jolly spinning kiddie train.) I'm not complaining our kid is awesome; he waited patiently in line, sat on Santa's lap, and even let us take a picture. I'm not sure he really cared, but we felt like much more dutiful parents after the whole ordeal.
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Mr. Lincoln is quite the guy. He studies everything out quite thoroughly before he commits himself to crying, smiling or whatnot. I swear he gazed at me for 10 minutes straight without blinking before he decided I wasn't going to toss him out the front door onto the freezing cold lawn.
But then once he reaches a conclusion he's committed. I LOVE that boy!
(And his parents too:0)
I'm not sure what you would call his expression. It's not enthusiasm or fear. Whatever, it's nice he didn't scream or cry. Santa IS scary. I can't believe how grown up looking he is getting (don't old aunties always say that though). Cute whatever his expression though!
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