It's amazing what one year will do as far as a little girl's fear of goats and Santa. This year, McKenzie was all over petting the fuzzy little guys, even though they appeared more than stuffed on the oats that everyone had been feeding them.
Can I take him home?
No tears this year, but she was far from at ease. Notice the clenched fists. One fist is saying, "There ain't no way I'm letting go of this candy cane", while the other one is saying, "If this fat guy tries anything...". Oh, and by the way, she asked Santa for a Raccoon for Christmas.
The infamous tree hunters.
Mmmmm, candycane.
The Four Prego's.
The group.
"Hey Dad! I found one that is just my size! What do you think?"
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