Santa came to town!

I thought this would be the year. I thought our days of crying Santa photos were over. But Frances proved me wrong. After her short visit with him, she locked herself in her bedroom with Nanna. The boys took their time sharing their lists with Santa. Henry asked for a bathrobe. John asked for too much (his list was two pages long). And Peter asked for a hug. Santa said his goodbyes, and then Frances started crying all over again - "Santa left? Where are my presents? My baby doll not here!"