Santa!

Poor girl. This was our second attempt to sit on Santa's lap. (The first time Maycee screamed so loud before I even got her to Santa's lap, that Santa himself sent us on our way.) We went back a week later...I picked the picture that most resembled somewhat of a smile. Maycee got off his lap, and after catching her breath told me that maybe next year she wouldn't be so scared. We'll see.