Meeting Santa

This morning we went into town for breakfast and then to meet Santa. I spent a lot of time prepping Lincoln for it and showed him a couple of YouTube videos of kids meeting him. He's at the right age where a total meltdown is possible. Surprisingly, he survived 50 minutes in the queue and still performed like a champ. He went straight up to Santa and told him what he wanted then sat down for a photo. Getting Lincoln to smile was a challenge. He had to be bribed with a lollipop. Elliott on the other hand had this look on his face the entire time. Maybe I should get him into baby modeling...