Letters to Santa.

My girls sat down and wrote a letter to Santa.

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Autumn wrote "sod" and asked for a baby.

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Emelia said, "ho, ho, ho."

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I think Autumn needs a little less coffee.

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After carefully decorating each paper and the envelope.

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We took our Santa mail to the mall.

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Is Santa in here?

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Let me look for you Millie.

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After dropping off Santa mail, we headed over to see the big guy for a photo.

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We waited.

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And waited (crooked eye finally got her doctor appointment for next week, will update you on the status of that after the appointment).

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Is Santa ever coming back from lunch?

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Waited some more.

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After more than an hour, Santa finally made his debut and wouldn't you know it, neither girl would let us get their photo. I won't lie, I was upset by this. I told Autumn if she was so afraid of Santa, maybe he shouldn't even come to our house. Man, I am a mean mom!

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We headed home and decided to take our own little photo shoot.

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Autumn is getting easier and easier to get a photo of, she loves to have her picture taken.

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Autumn thought our tree out front needed some Christmas on it.

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They decorated, while I took pictures.

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Autumn showing off her frosty.

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Sweet, silly girl.

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Putting her own special touch on the tree.

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Millie giving Autumn a kiss.

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Her running really cracks me up.

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The Jordan's.

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