I had high hopes for our photo with Santa this year. Silly me. Did I forget about last year? Or how about the rage she felt over the Easter Bunny? Sydney has been talking about Santa Claus for weeks now so we decided to get tickets for the VRE Santa Train this year. Tickets sold out on online in 3 minutes so I figured it had to be good. The second we got on the train, she said “Where’s my Santa Claus?” Then when Santa actually stepped onto that train car, exclaimed Ho Ho Ho, and sat next to us, Sydney immediately hid from him under her train tickets. All I could do was laugh.

 

Then I was able to pry the tickets away from her face for a split second. When Santa left, she declared, “Santa’s mean!”

Apparently sitting next to Mrs. Claus was an even bigger form of torture.

There’s always hope for next year!