We got a little (well, 18") Santa doll to get her used to the idea of Santa so that she wouldn't be scared when we took her to see him.
Well, that kind of backfired.
While she loves the doll (dances with it, reads to it, etc), she was quite horrified that Santa turned out to be someone as big (bigger, really) than Daddy, which then led to her clinging to Mommy and the accompanying Santa doll for dear life.
So, somehow, it all seems an appropriate year for creepy Santas:
And the part 2
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