My brother, Santa & me. (circa 1981.)
We didn’t do Santa at our house, so I don’t really know why Mama and Daddy had us get our pictures taken with him. But isn’t he a cute Santa? He looks very much interested in what I’m saying. It’s funny that I’m even talking to him. I was the shy one and my brother the outgoing. But I guess at 15 months old, a giant man with a beard and weird costume is just gonna be scary.
But do you just love the white trees? And check out my sweet boots! I love it!
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Mine were afraid of Santa at that age too. The white trees are beautiful!
I was never into the Santa thing. He was too SCARY.
Ooooh Scary…
CUTE! We don’t do it either, but we take Gen to get her picture with him… It’s just our thing, I guess. 🙂
so, was it a great conversation with santa? looks like you had a fantastic time but poor li’l boy…
Looks like Santa never tires of talking about Strawberry Shortcake!
Sweet boots!
Aww…cute picture! Santa probably loved talking with you!
Very cute! Yep, those white trees were definitely characteristics of the 70’s.
Your poor brother…he is not happy. I love the boots. I lived in boots in the early 80’s too. I was showing my kids all my various pairs and they were not too thrilled. At least someone understands 😉
Hee hee! I believe I was there too…right?!
Oh my gosh that’s too cute. Your brother looks really happy to see the big guy.
When I saw the picture, I too was thinking that you looked like you are in deep conversation with the old man 🙂
You two are so cute!!
That’s GREAT!!!!