But, Santa also gave Cece a cookie, so she was able to pull herself together enough for a family picture.
Next time, we'll just take a gander at Santa from a reasonable distance. To make up for scary Santa, we shared some Jamba Juice with her and spent about an hour in the American Girl store playing with the Bitty Babies and dragging a wagon all over. I'd say that the trauma is long-forgotten.
Hope your holidays are shaping up nicely!