My poor baby Walker is terrified of Santa. Not only does he scream whenever he is on his lap, but any time he is around something that is associated with Santa he puckers up and hides his head in my chest. He cried when a sales person who was helping me at Sears Hardware had a Santa hat on, and when Jim's uncle Kenny talked to him (He has a white beard). It truly is so bad I felt like sheltering him from it. So...thankfully now I don't have to dodge the Salvation Army workers anymore this season...not because I didn't want to give anymore money, but because my son was afraid of their hats. We would walk by and Walker would start crying and Wyatt would SCREAM at them "Merry Christmas!!"
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