We took Millie to visit Santa last night.
Remember how happy and peaceful that experience was last year, when she was a clueless newborn?
Ahhh...to be young and unaware.
This year? A little less young...a little more aware.
|Ummm, Mommy? I don't think I like this.|
And I'm not sure what's going on with the pointing finger in this next one, but it makes the whole thing just extra tragic...
I promise that the entire thing took less than thirty seconds. We didn't prolong her torture, just snapped a bunch of pictures really fast and then rescued her.
|ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS TO GET OFF YOUR LAP!!!!|
And just to balance things out...how about another festive Christmas outfit, this time without the tears.
|I LIKE BIG BALLS AND I CANNOT LIE!!!|
Hope your week has you looking more like Big Balls Millie and less like Santa Lap Millie!