My boys have a love/hate relationship with the one known as “Santa.”
They understand that he brings the presents, and they’ve been told they have to be good boys and sit on his lap and tell him what they want (other than Parker, who currently can’t do that)- but to actually follow through with their ‘part’ in the deal is another story altogether.
When Holden was born in September, it was easy to take him to see Santa and to have it be a non-issue. He loved just about everyone to hold him, so placing him in the arms of Jolly old Saint Nick was no biggie. He just sat there, looking cute (and like the Michelin Man) and got his picture snapped. He probably felt somewhat at home, “hey i’m not the only fat guy on the block!”
Get on it, oil people!! pic.twitter.com/xgXSB34uGf
The 10 Funniest Parenting Memes of the Week goo.gl/fb/zLqV6k
Husband (grating cheese): It's just so big and awkward I can't get my hand around it Me: .......... that's what she said #imthematureone
You know you're a mom when your husband sends a text asking what you need from the store & you reply "The only thing I need is sanity."
Me: Man, my toy allergy eyes are bad today Kids: What? Me: Yeah,if I see any of your crap on my floor I'll have a reaction and THROW IT AWAY
@AmericHousewife it's cute you think I'll survive to them turning that age!
Oh, you're really in for it! pic.twitter.com/xXzFxhlxRJ
Spring into Spring-a-Palooza at Great Wolf lodge! goo.gl/fb/Ey9QEb