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Fri, 15 Dec 2006
O.K., so I don’t think my brother or I EVER took a picture with a Santa Claus growing up but for some reason, 2 years ago I was posessed by the idea that I should take one with Robert. (Getting punchy after so much maternity leave I guess.) Actually, I think my first Santa Claus picture was the year before, in Atlanta, while I was horribly sick with Robert, surrounded by teenage relations all taller than myself. Suffice it to say, this year the planets aligned and Daddy, Mommy and Robert all managed to molest Santa at the same time. You may now gag. -(Where IS John Waters when you need him?) Anyway, enjoy. And Happy Channukah.
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