Well, the first three attempts at a small chat with Santa were
a disaster not picture perfect. (For a visual reminder, read THIS post!)
But THIS year was THE year!!! Ada was enamored. Her mind went totally blank when Ol' Saint Nick asked her what she'd like for Christmas- she forgot to ask him for barbies, kitchen "food" toys, a car, and princess dolls. All that she could manage out of her mouth was a meek "presents."
When he asked her if she'd been a good little girl, her large almond-shaped eyes became more like walnuts. Maybe even brazil nuts. And she nodded ever-so-slightly.
When he lifted her up to place her on his lap for the obligatory photo-op, her body went limp with disbelief. He plopped her on his knee, and then plopped Dax on his other knee. (Dax was also enamored- but more with the beard than anything. This was one of the few pictures that Dax was looking in the vicinity of the camera- most of the time he was turned completely around staring at the white fuzz.)
Ada was deep in thought. Her mind was not in this world- she was pondering the North Pole. Reindeer. Elves. Presents. Presents. Presents. And cookies. Finally, she came to. To us saying "Ada! Smile! Smile for the camera, honey!" And this is what she squeezed out before slipping back into her Christmas fantasy: