Maybe next year when he’s 4 he will finally not be afraid of Santa anymore. You know, for a kid that is as excited as anything about a strange man coming into his house at night and leaving presents while he’s sleeping, you’d think he’d be less afraid of him in person! This was as close as we could get him to Santa no matter what we did. Doesn’t help we were holding babies as well, or I might have made him sit on Santa’s lap while crying anyway (like last year… and the one before that)!