Liam met Santa for the second time. Last year he was only a day or two old and happily met Santa at the hospital where we were recovering. This year was a different story. The typical mall Santa set up, hustling (and frankly, not that nice) elves, a little line with kids all dressed up and then the shocked little face upon seeing this white bearded man that quickly turned into a wail that likely scared all the kids behind us away.
Don't worry, he recovered 2 seconds after I picked him up. And really, this picture is pretty sweet. Bless his heart.