Poor Santa

So, after warding off the most recent baby-generated cold, which included two rounds of pinkeye, I managed to come down with strep throat yesterday. While waiting hours to be seen this morning, Edward was at home alone with the babies. In a moment of.... let's call it "bravery".... he decided to bring the babies to see Santa anyways. I had made plans to do the same with my mother this morning, but cancelled.

This was the result:



As expected, Colin would have chatted with Santa for a good long time - they were best chums. But Keith started to howl the moment he came near to Santa, and Evelyn took her cues from him. Of course.