For the past two years, Jackson has cried when we visited Santa. We did everything to prep him the past two years, we talked about Santa, we went to the mall to look at Santa, read books about Santa -- EVERYTHING. It didn't matter. He cried both years. I mean CRIED -- just like the pictures that everyone laughs at. Yes, we have two out of three years of pictures of Jackson sitting in Santa's lap screaming bloody murder. I have them in frames and pull them out for display during Christmas.
So, this year, we started talking about Santa again. We went to the mall to look at Santa. We read books about Santa. We talked about how Jackson was a big boy, and he had to show Lauren how to sit on Santa's lap and not cry. Jackson assured us that this year would be different.
We planned to go see Santa with our neighbors on a weekday night (we have stood in line to see Santa for 1-2 hours the past three years and decided to try a weeknight). We got there, and so far so good. Finally, it was our turn. Avery and Luke went first, only Luke was not going to sit on Santa's lap. That was alright though. Then it was our turn. Jackson popped right up in Santa's lap!! He was smiling! Then it was time to put Lauren in Santa's lap. She looked at him. Looked at Jackson.

And started screaming!

Well, one out of two isn't too bad?
I was called over to look at the
official pictures (these were dark because Thomas was a little too far away), and missed Jackson talking to Santa.
Evidently, they had a wonderful conversation.
We did get a picture of Lauren with Santa since this is her first Christmas. I think she didn't want Jackson to feel left out and made sure she was screaming for her first picture with Santa! Oh well, in the frame they go to be pulled out each Christmas.