HO! HO! HO!

This Santa thing is very confusing to me. I am just not wild about the the idea of a stranger comming into our house while we sleep. This isn't a good idea. I think the man needs to just go to Gaga's house and leave me stuff and toys there. I have had several opportunities to meet Santa these last few weeks. I am simply not interested in sitting on this guys lap. At the Joy Gift program at church, I did walk up (holding Mom's hand) and get a bag of goodies from him. That is as close as I intend to get. A few days ago, Sissy and Gaga took me with them to the mall. They tried to get me to go sit on his knee and tell him what I wanted for Christmas. They kept asking me how he was going to know what I wanted for Christmas. I told them I wrote him a letter and I thought that should work. While we were at the mall, I ran into my good buddie John Young. Seems John had just gone down and sat on Santas knee and told him what he wanted for Christmas. I thought to myself...if John can do it so can I. I discuss it with Sissy and Gaga and we decide that I am going to sit on Santas knee. As we walk towards the center of the mall (the red suit came into sight) I feel that yucky feeling in my gut again. Oh no....I just can't do it. Just infront of JC Penneys, I stop dead in my tracks, close my eyes real tight, while maintaining a death grip on Gaga and Sissy's hands. I ask Sissy "Can he see me?" When she replys "Yes." I say pretty loud so he can hear "Santa- forChristmas I want a Dora Car, princess stuff a watch and a squishy thing! Okay?" The people in the mall were laughing at something. Gaga and Sissy were laughing really hard...I guess, Santa must have done something funny when I had my eyes closed. I don't think I am going to be sitting on his lap anytime soon!