Santa Pictures - 1989

It's kind of hard to see, but Stacey is eyeing santa. She'll sit on his lap, but doesn't trust the guy 100%.

Santa Pictures - 1988

Ahh, we get a full cry out of Stace. I finally sit on Santa's lap and mom's head makes a cameo. Look closely above my left shoulder. That dark spot is actually mom's head - good thing she has black hair.

Santa Pictures - 1987

This was a "twinsy" shot. We both wore the same burgundy, velvet dresses. Stace seems oblivious to the random man holding her and I can't remember if I was suppose to stand off to the side, or if I asked to stand off to the side. I seem a little standoff-ish.

Santa Pictures - 1986

Still the same Santa, only this year we add baby Stacey. I grudgingly sat on Santa's lap with Stace. My face would lead you to believe I'm a little constipated.

Santa Pictures - 1985

Ahh, 1985. I wasn't so scared that I needed mom, but there was no way I was going to sit on his lap.

Santa Pictures - 1984

1984, and the closest I ever got to one of those infamous "crying with Santa photos." The first time Mom appears in the photo, and the start of "the good Santa." Looking back on all the photos, we realized we had this same Santa half a dozen times. He's a very jolly looking man, and would be perfect, if not for the fake beard.

Christmas ornament from 1984. I was into Disney from the very beginning.

Santa Pictures - 1983

Taking santa pictures is a yearly tradition. Kids and parents head to their local department stores to get that coveted picture with the big man.

I was inducted into the Santa Picture Club in 1983, at the ripe age of 4 months. I guess I'm proud to say that I didn't cry. I was clearly not that excited about the situation, evidenced by my wandering eyes. But all in all, not a bad first shot.

What separates me from most other children, is that I continued to take photos with Santa until I was 24. And it was literally the forces of nature that stopped it from happening. There was so much snow last Christmas, Stace and I were physically unable to get to the mall. I think mom's ok with it, and to be honest, it really wasn't that bad. After about middle school, we really didn't care anymore. And each Christmas Mom would put ALL of them up. So it's actually really fun to see the progression. The next few posts will be the highlights of the past 24 years of Santa pictures.

And just for good measure, I'm throwing in my "Baby's first Christmas" ornament. I don't remember this Christmas at all, but I bet it was awesome.