The Santa was perfect, but Owen only wanted to look from a distance. The minute we got close to Santa to sit on his lap, he held onto me tight with the look of fear in his eyes. Santa did manage to win him over with a few candy canes, which gave us a good picture (of Owen not on his lap)! We drank apple cider, took a train ride around the gardens, listened to carolers, ran and played.
Look... I see the train coming! Bubba & Grandpa
On the train ride..... way past Camden's bedtime

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