Santa Baby

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Isn't she just? I love this baby. We went to the Christmas Craft Fair at the Fairgrounds and Santa was there. This guy was for sure real! Corrine told me. See? You can see his mouth and his hair is actually growing on his face! I wasn't sure what Laynee would do so I held her facing me and then placed her on his lap. She's no dummy. She knew immediatly that someone strange was holding her. She looked at him and looked back at me, then him, then me, and then SMILE! I loved it. She reached up to feel the hair on his chinny chin chin and then she did her cute little grunt ,"Eh!!" and smiled again. She was quite happy in the arms of the white bearded man in a red velour suit!

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Jesika said…
How sweet is that?!?! ADORABLE! That one of my goals....to take my babies to see Santa! The real one too.....No fakes here! :o) I'll be sure to post my picture once I get that goal DONE! Give her a kiss for me!
December 10, 2007 at 5:11 PM
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