We had Breakfast with Santa this past weekend. I'll let Declan tell you his thoughts on it...
I feel like we entered a rite of parenting passage with the crying Santa picture.
Don't let the kid fool you thought...it wasn't all filled with tears. Forget the Santa, we we're all about the large never-ending breakfast. He sat and ate, all while keeping a good eye on the big guy.
This was our second year to do this...you can travel back to last years experience here. I will say this one was way better over last year and not just because Declan was more aware, but because this Santa was actually old enough to walk up to rent-a-car and rent a car. It's the little things that make this time of year magical you know?