I was really hoping that this would be the year Nathan would finally sit on Santa's lap. When we arrived he greeted everyone in the place and even introduced his Grandmother, sister and I to the family sitting at the table next to us. When the line formed for pictures with Santa Nathan started crying and covered his head with his trusty snowman blanket, pleading with me to not make him do it. I didn't push it, heck AnnaBelle was more than willing to sit on his lap. So Nathan sat at the table and watched thinking how was he going to tell Santa about the 4-wheeler he wanted so bad for Christmas.
When i returned to the table he asked me if we could write Santa a letter to let him know what he wanted. I told him that was a great idea, so off he went into the crowd, avoiding Santa like the plague. He did enjoy getting his face painted, though.....Oh well there is always next year!!!