Poor Santa

Poor Santa. He just can't get any love from the Wolny's. I don't know why we thought this year would be any different than years past, but we did it anyways. We took the boys to see Santa. Ben even got in line and everything. But, alas, it came to be our turn and out came the boa constrictor. I did get a few pictures of Nick with Santa before he realized he was supposed to be petrified. But then he screamed while Ben clung to Adam. I guess Santa is just that scary. 

A gem.

Though, this is the closest we have gotten Ben to Santa since he was 11 months old, so we are making progress. At this rate of progress, we might be able to get him to make eye contact by the time he's eight. I think Santa should give the candy canes first, sweeten the deal a bit. 

Three minutes later all was right in the world again and Nick was happy and Ben was shooting arrows.