I am happy to say this picture is not at ALL what we expected her first encounter with Santa to look like. We fully expected a picture of our precious daughter, red faced, mouth open, DYING because we've placed her on this chubby man's lap. She didn't even know/care who had her at this point. We went with Grammy, Auntie, Owen & Ryken to The Old Cannery to see Santa, getting there at 9a waiting for Santa to appear at 11a. It put us right at the front of the line, and out the door before true chaos started. It's such a funny American tradition, but I love it, and I'm so glad we were able to start it with Eme right away!