We bundled up and made the rounds around town, hoping that the line to Santa wouldn't be too long.
Alas we arrived, food to donate in hand, for our free photo with Santa, soon to be had.
Only two groups ahead of us, we couldn't believe our luck! Surely Ella wouldn't lose interest and we'd find ourselves stuck.
Santa waved to Ella, standing a far. She smiled and waved back acting like a star.
Then it was Ella's turn to meet the big jolly man in red. But all hell broke loose and quickly Mommy said...
"We don't care if she's crying, snap the picture post haste!"
And our free photo with Santa surely wasn't a waste...
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