It went fairly well! She didn't cry until the very end and I think that she cried more in response to the photographer who was jumping up and and down and shrieking like a dog than the Santa. Although she would have responded better to him if he had talked to her or smiled at her. Though being Santa and having a different germy child on your lap every five minutes, two thirds of which scream at the sight of you, can't be the most fun in the world. I guess it was pretty unrealistic of me to expect an experience the likes of Miracle on 34th Street in Lexington.