Santa...who's that!

Let's just say that West, yes I've finally decided that I can't find a suitable nickname, wasn't too excited about Santa. I mean really, he was just 5 months old when they meant. How much affection can you really have for a chubby old man wearing a big red suit with nappy hair on his face! Enough said. But it was fun to get our first photo of them together. He didn't cry, like MANY other kids, but only time will tell if this friendship with blossom or change into a catastrophic encounter of tears and utter torture!

"Why are people in line to see you? Do you have milk?"

"Dude! You're way to close to my face"