Breakfast, yes: Star-shaped pancakes please. Making a Nativity scene at the craft table: Why not?
Santa, though: That's one scary old bright red-wearing, big white beard-growing, North Pole-living, reindeer driving man. John-Henry has never clung to Daddy so tightly. Consequently, no photos available (for a second consecutive year. Last year, you may recall, Mall Santa was on his smoke break.)
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