meeting the big guy

I wanted to let Levi meet Santa... and yet standing in line for whoknowshowlong to let my little child sit on a big stranger's lap for a few seconds wasn't high on my priority list. It's just not the way I wanted to spend one of our precious holiday mornings.

But when the opportunity presented itself at the end of our Norwegian Christmas party dinner... with no line and with both grandma and great-grandma looking on with hopeful eyes...

Well, that I couldn't refuse.

And I'm so glad we didn't miss the opportunity...

Because it really was a moment in time that just drips with the magic and wonder of Christmas.

And how glad am I to have captured it?

Dear friends, I consider myself extremely lucky - for no line... and for a sweet moment with the big guy void of a terrified baby melt-down. What was your Santa experience like this year?

loving my little guy with this big guy,

adriel booker | the mommyhood memos | 2010 
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