I wasn’t sure Will would come down off his “I was a sheep in the pageant, baaaaaaaa!” high in time to fall asleep, and Henry stayed awake so long I thought for sure that he would be helping Santa unpack his bags (“Hey St. Nick, you want this one over here?”) but they are both FINALLY sound asleep and no doubt dreaming of sugar plums and Santa and jingle bells right now.
Actually Henry might be dreaming about cookies on a plate—the last thing he said to me before he fell asleep was this, whispered in my ear: “I WANT to eat Santa’s snack.”
Guess who’s going to eat Santa’s snack right now?
Merry Christmas, one and all, and I hope this Christmas brings tidings of great joy to you!
Anna Sawin is a Connecticut-based portrait, wedding, and editorial photographer. She lives in the shoreline town of Stonington with her family and has discovered the perfect cupcake. Just ask, she is willing to share her secret.