Yeah, I know. You are all going to miss him terribly. Whatever.
Here are the last five days of his adventures:
December 21: We had an Aflac representative speak during the class I teach. He brought a friend for Baby Santa. Aaaaa-flaaaaaac!! (He does that when you squeeze him)
December 22nd: Everyone needs some good Mexican food once in a while. And while we were waiting for our food, enjoying our drinks (that's MY MARGARITA in the middle there - and it was great), Baby Santa was pouting because I wouldn't let him drink in public.
December 23rd: Downtown Seattle to see the Christmas decorations. We were inside a big shopping center peering down on the lower levels. (My son was absolutely horrified that I made him take this picture!) Baby Santa was sure I would "accidentally" drop him over the edge.
December 24th: He was begging for me to open some wine to get through the last two days of Christmas. Ha! Wonder where he got that idea?
December 25th: It's over. Nothing left but a pile of used wrapping paper. He's bushed. Exhausted from all his holiday partying. Ready for a good winter's sleep. (We'll just see about that...)