The sun was shining, it was 70 degrees, and the complex was piping Christmas music everywhere while the trolly chugged merrily by and the fountains put on a Vegas-style show.
Welcome to L.A.
Anyway, you're here for the money shot, so here you go:
Poor baby. She did NOT appreciate being dumped on that guy's lap.
But once I scooped her up, Cole and Riis were able to tell Santa what they wanted: A skateboard and a fish. BAM! No last-minute mind-changing. Excellent.
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