A confession
I know that most of you have the impression that I am completely perfect. Well, I have a confession to make, I have a weakness. A fear, or phobia if you will: Santaphobia
On Sunday, the whole family walked all the way down to Steveston for the specific purpose of having my picture taken with somebody named "Santa". My parents made bold promises of a good time. As it turns out, my parents were trying to bamboozle me, as this "Santa" is actually a creepy looking geezerman with a gigantic beard and a terrifying red suit. Who wouldn't be scared to death of something like that? To make a long story short, this is where there was supposed to be a picture of me and this Santa guy, but that ain't happening. Instead, here's a shot of me with Sable and Ziggy.
On the bright side, Madeleine was in a posing mood. Here she is being silly with Daddy.
And here she is being super-duper cute with Mom.
Bonus cuteness!
On Sunday, the whole family walked all the way down to Steveston for the specific purpose of having my picture taken with somebody named "Santa". My parents made bold promises of a good time. As it turns out, my parents were trying to bamboozle me, as this "Santa" is actually a creepy looking geezerman with a gigantic beard and a terrifying red suit. Who wouldn't be scared to death of something like that? To make a long story short, this is where there was supposed to be a picture of me and this Santa guy, but that ain't happening. Instead, here's a shot of me with Sable and Ziggy.
On the bright side, Madeleine was in a posing mood. Here she is being silly with Daddy.
And here she is being super-duper cute with Mom.
Bonus cuteness!
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