I believe in Santa

Today I got to do something I've looked forward to FOR YEARS.  

When you go through infertility you constantly think about what you would do with a child in your life.  The longer you wait the more you think of your "Baby Bucket List."   I wanted to go to a parade (check!), see fireworks (check!), color eggs, run through sprinklers, dress in coordinating Halloween costumes (check!) and see Santa.  

Today we got up, dressed Miles in his adorable denim overalls, did his hair, put on his cute little tennis shoes and went in search of a good Santa.  Luckily the Santa at the mall near our house was awesome.  (I didn't want some crackpot in a fake beard...I wanted a REAL SANTA)  This guy was good...we also got a tip about a Santa with a curly mustache at another mall.  We may have multiple Santa visits before this season is up.  

Miles was FASCINATED by Santa.  We finally got some smiles out of him...but he mostly just wanted to yank on the beard.    

Poor Santa...all those smiles and that beard tugging tuckered him out!