This morning Mike and I took the boys to meet Santa Claus. We were SOO excited and at the same time we were nervous, having heard many horror stories of hysterical children leaping from Santa’s lap. Evan was cool as a cucumber - he didn’t even notice he was sitting on a stranger’s knee until the last photo. James was suspicious of Santa from the beginning but he managed to keep it together, with a bit of encouragement. We had to keep  him from pulling Santa’s beard by giving him a candy cane, which actually turned out to be a rather charming prop.