Did she say Santa?

So the last few weeks Brynn has been talking a lot about Santa Claus. She's been asking things like:

How does he know where we live?

Can he see me all the time like God?

Does he have a key to our house?

Doesn't he get sick from eating all those cookies?

and the questions go on and on...and then the BIG question that completely stops me in my tracks.

Can we go see him?

If you don't know the history behind Brynn and Santa you might be thinking what the heck is the big deal, the girl wants to see Santa so does every other four year old. Well, all Brynn's life she has been extremely scared of Santa or any other person (including children) dressed up in any custom of any kind. So this is sort of a shock and possible a fragile situation.

I hesitated and then asked her, "Are you saying you want to go see Santa, sit on his lap and talk to him?"

She looks me dead in the eye and says "Yes."

Me: "Are you sure?"

Brynn: "Yes."

Me: Okay, we will go see Santa then (still a little worried about how this could turn out.)

So yesterday we went to Georgetown for the Christmas Stroll to get pictures taken with Santa. We got there early so we didn't have to stand in a long line (and to save some embarrassment in case this went badly).

When it was Brynn's turned she walked right in sat down on his lap and started having a full on conversation with him as if she had been doing it for years! Both Danny and I looked at each other, shocked in disbelief, but we have a picture to prove it (for those of you who won't believe it without a picture).

We are very proud of our little girl!