There isn't much that I can say on this post, in fact I should have asked my mom to write it for me because for once I am not the woman behind the camera. You won't find me in front of the camera either because Grant nor I were invited. Tradition over the last few years has been that YaYa and Grr have taken the girls to eat breakfast with Santa and my job is solely to pick the outfits and get them out the door. This year had a special twist because the big girls were here to enjoy and so was GB.
I don't know that the girls actually eat anything while they are there when you consider the pictures and stories that we hear afterwards they are just in awe of Santa the entire time. You'll notice that in Florida you go to see Santa in dresses and flip-flops, just another reason we love where we live.
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