Not a Santa lover

My sister Katy has a play group in their ward every Wednesday. This week she invited Oakley and I to go and do crafts at the church with them. While we were there, there was a special visitor, SANTA! As soon as he walked in the door, Oakley ran right over to me and wouldn't leave my lap. He had a death grip on me. He was fine watching all the other kids sit on Santa's lap but there was no way he was going to. Finally, he realized that Santa was giving out candy canes if you sat on his lap. I talked him in to getting a candy cane, but when we got over there he wouldn't sit on his lap. This was the closest he would get.

He did give Santa bones though. That's better then last year when he threw himself off Santa's lap. (See previous post) Baby steps, right?
Cousin Kayla sat on his lap, only because she didn't have a choice and she didn't know how to get off.

She was good for a minute, but then was ready to get off.

It was fun, and like I said, baby steps. Maybe next year Oakley will give Santa 'Five'.