We waited until Christmas Eve to take the kids to see Santa. It wasn't on purpose, it really just snuck up on us. I was dreading it because I thought it would be crowded and our children just are not the easiest to handle in pubic these days. When we got there at 9:30, there was no line and we walked right up. This year Lawson was hesitant to walk up to Santa. Before we left the house, we looked at pictures from last year and he pointed out his sissy and his blanket in the picture. This year he HAD to have his blanket in the picture too. And poor little Lauralyn was just frightened by the jolly ole elf.