Allie after opening her gifts:
Hannah with hers:
We made gingerbread houses the week before:
Hannah with hers:
We took the girls to sit on Santa's lap, Santa was I think about 17 years old and weighed maybe 150 lbs. And his beard kept falling off. So not the most convincing. Allie walked away and told me that it wasn't the real Santa, so I told her that sometimes Santa sends elves to do his job when he is busy, so she told me 'Mom, next time Santa should send a fatter elf."


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