Miles didn't exactly ask for an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle, but he did surprise me with his calm demeanor as he sat on Santa's lap and attempted to tell him he wanted a new dinosaur. Graham on the other hand, not so much. I vaguely remember last year M having the break down and G sat there complacent. I'm thinking next year will be the year both kidlets will sit there and we'll actually get a decent picture of the two of them smiling. Until then, the screaming photographs are always a riot!
Onto other stinkerish news-- Graham spent his first minute in time-out this past week. This little bugger has a temper! When he didn't get what he wanted he ran away from me and deliberate pulled on the Christmas tree and then made his way over to M and pulled his hair. So into the time-out seat we went. Looks like it's really bothering him, huh?
For the most part G is a pretty mellow kid, but phew watch out if you piss this one off...
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I love screaming Santa pictures! :)
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