Cora sat on Santa's lap long enough to get her picture taken, grab her candy cane, and run. As with all strangers, she didn't have anything to say to him.
Anna, however, was her usual gregarious self.
Matthew whispered his wish, even though he's been announcing it, praying about it, and listing it as the one thing he's thankful for on his Thanksgiving turkey. . .he wants a blue four wheeler like little Remy's.
