Meeting Santa for the first time was a traumatizing experience for Ronin. He was ok to wave, say hi, and do bones but once we went to pout him on his lap for a picture, it all went down hill. He was screaming, holding onto my shirt with both hands and wouldn't let go. We tried to use the giraffe to help but it didn't.
These are the best of what we could get. Ronin screaming for dear life!
Then it was Griffin's turn. He was so easy........ Luckily for Santa.
To this day, Ronin is traumatized. He will not go anywhere near my uncle Doug (who has a white beard) and will do everything he can to avoid him.
Who know what will happen next year...... This may be a 1 time thing......
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