Bad Santa, Part II

Today we attended our agency's Christmas party which included a chance for the kids to sit on Santa's lap. We were glad for the opportunity because at this point in our children's lives we have no desire to go to a mall, wait in line, and spend money for a picture that could look like this: I have two more of these pictures, each one with a crying Daniel and a crying Kiki. We went to the grocery store afterwards and a lady came up to Dan (who was squealing happily) and said, "I know why you're so happy little boy. It's because Santa Claus is coming soon." I laughed and told her we had in fact just visited Santa, and then I thought to myself, "No, lady, he's happy because Santa is far, far away."