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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Merry Christmas Santa ...

... Wherever you are!!









So these pictures are not quite as good as when the big man in red actually shows up, but they have to be a close second, right?

Leon phoned the mall today to find out if Santa was going to be in after supper, and they refused to tell him, because "It's a separate company."

So off we go with our three young ladies to hit the mall for Santa pictures - Only to find that he leaves at 3:00 on Tuesdays.

Phew. It's a good thing gettin out of the house with two fancy-pants teenagers and one clean little five (almost six) year old is such a piece of cake.

Otherwise I'd have been totally pissed enough to break into the North Pole and take my own damned pictures.

Oh, wait.....

5 comments:

wy-not said...

OMG that is so funny. I am laughing out loud. And the pictures are great - even sans Santa. Who needs the fat guy in the red suit anyway, when you have three beautiful girls to shoot. :-) Thanks for the chuckle!

The Double Dipped Life said...

I think it's great that you took control and just did your own pictures! I think they look fantastic w/out some stranger in a big red suit!

Claremont First Ward said...

Now that's just not good business sense. Santa leaving early this close to Christmas?

Your girls are so pretty. It's amazing how much I can see of you in your girls now that I've met you.

Los said...

My mom never took me to the mall to get pictures taken with Santa ... there was always a "Santa" at the German club that my parents took me to - I'd get the pictures taken there ... even though the one time, I knew it was my dad.

sanjeet said...

Santa leaving early this close to Christmas?
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