It's a Christmas miracle! (No, not the first photo with Santa, but the fact that we actually posted an entry on this blog.) A big thank you to our neighbor Ben, who took pity on us, the parents who always forget the camera, and documented Truman's first sit-down with the big guy.
I know what you're thinking: This child doesn't need another fire truck. The poor thing needs a pair of shoes! I would have preferred a more formal portrait, but we had to take what we could get. The photo op with Santa was courtesy of our neighborhood block party this afternoon. We all chipped in a bunch of money to get Santa for an hour, but it was worth it (plus, all of the money goes to the Ronald McDonald House). After much coaxing, Truman climbed up on Santa's lap and told him he wanted (drum roll, please) another fire truck.
As for the bare feet, they were thanks to the bouncy house that several more seasoned parents insisted we needed at the block party. (Truman ditched his shoes *and* socks.) What can I say? They do things big down here in Texas.
Stay tuned for a backlog of photos and news. Really!

































