I’ve got the most photogenic baby ever. It’s true. See for yourself:

So Saturday, we went to go take pictures with Santa.

It didn’t go so well.

I think it was just over stimulation. I made him wear a Santa hat and jingle bells. And he’s in his doggie ‘tween years — just turned one-and-a-half with the new attitude to prove it.

He was embarrassed. You could tell, because he wouldn’t turn to look at the camera. He kept hiding his face in Santa’s beard. Or Santa’s crotch. (Thank goodness Santa was a man with no fear.)

And the Pomeranians with their cuter-than-you airs kept taunting him. The Labs just laughed at him, and this Marmaduke-looking Great Dane snubbed him — didn’t even give the obligatory butt sniff.

The Santa pictures aren’t pretty.

Ah, well.

There’s always the Easter Bunny in the spring.

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