Well, today we dressed Em up, dragged her to Macy's, had the long conversation about how friendly Santa is and how he'll bring her gifts, and then took bets about how she would react. Well. . . .she remains consistent. She screamed, clawed at his suit, and screamed, "Mamma, carry you!" which is how she asks me to pick her up. Poor thing. Santa was a real trooper and the staff was great.
We went to the Macy's downtown and we were super lucky that we went during a slow time. The Santa staff worked with us for over 30 minutes to get a picture we could send to family. This was the best of our many many awful options.
On Santa lap attempt #2, Em finally made her super cheese face in between tears. Check out Santa's face and death grip on her arms! I'm pretty sure he didn't want her to claw his eyes out. 
Santa pictures are pure torture. . .and just so you know Em got me back by taking off her poopy diaper during nap time. It was EVERYWHERE. Its been over a month since she's done this. All I can say is pay-back is a bitch a she can definitely consider herself vindicated.
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