This morning, we woke up and went to our town's little Christmas festival. It's cute. There's a little parade, arts and crafts show, carnival, fair food, and of course Santa. Daniel and Clarke waited in a long line while I walked around for a bit to look at stuff. By the time they got to Santa, Clarke was ready to get out of his stroller and run around. He was not happy when he learned he had to sit on a stranger's lap for a minute. So, this is the picture you get. Oh well, I guess you always have to have at least one meeting with Santa that includes a melt down picture.
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