I have to admit, I was kind of hoping for a meltdown of epic proportions.
But Rowan was as cool as a cucumber meeting Santa for the first time. He walked right up to the guy and was like, “Hey, what up?” Then he was totally distracted by that candy cane, trying to figure out how to eat it.
I joked beforehand with my dad that we’d undoubtedly experience Santa FAIL, and so in preparation for that, my dad sent me this modified Santa photo to post, just in case.
Fun with Photoshop, FTW!
Here’s the original photo with dad, circa 1954(?).