We didn't get a chance to visit Santa before we left, but Brighton wanted to thank him for the gifts she'd already recieved, so we got her up and ready to go the mall!
As you can see, she's already really, REALLY excited to see Santa. I told her that's where we were going, and she couldn't stop SCREAMING with excitement.
So far so good, dad's making the introductions. Santa's telling Brighton how pretty she is in her Christmas dress with little red shoes (that dad picked out, if you can believe it) and handmade hair clips.
This is a better picture than the one we actually paid for... I ended up having to sit next to Santa with her on my lap so we wouldn't have one of her crying, snot and tears dripping all over. I'll have to load it onto the computer and then I'll add it to this post. Poor Santa.