The train we rode last weekend was choo chooing around and G is basically obsessed with it. He just kept saying "choo choo. Where go?"
Finally our turn to see santa. I go to set him in Santa's lap and he is clinging to me saying MAMA MAMA I set him down anyway because I'm a good mom who needs memories dang it. Soon this brain will fade (kidding, that started with pregnancy) and I won't remember. He cried the whole time even though I gave him a sucker. After the pictures I rescued him and said, "Can you say bye bye to Santa?" And through his big ol sad face tears he said, "bye bye, Danta." Cutest. thing. ever. Then I had to wait in line AGAIN to get the pics.
|Prior to meltdown.|
|Where he pretends to fall down and say "uh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh."|