Visiting Santa

Let me start by saying that Caleb will do anything, and I mean
anything, for a sweet treat. Realizing that he may be a little timid
when it came to meeting Santa this year, I told him that he would
sit on Santa's lap, I would take a picture, and then we could go
and get a cookie with sprinkles. We even practiced those steps,
and he told me what he was going to tell Santa he wanted for
Christmas...

• Red Play dough
• A kitchen "like the one at Target"
• For Grandpa to fix Granny Sue's garage door
  

When we walked up, I took Caleb out of his stroller and pointed
towards Santa. Without any assistance or persuading, he walked
up to Santa by himself and climbed in his lap. I was shocked.



And there he sat for at least two minutes, listening carefully
as I can only hope(!!) Santa was telling him that he only brings
toys to good boys and girls. Hopefully the focus was on being
good, but I couldn't hear from where I was standing. But Santa
just talked and talked.


At that point Caleb took over, and I did make out kitchen, so
I am assuming he did tell his wish list. Santa then helped him out
of his lap, at which point Caleb walked straight to me and said
"Cookie with sprinkles now." Did I mention he would do anything for
sweets? Santa...no big deal. But a cookie with sprinkles...now we're
talking!