Mom thinks I need a picture with Santa every year...I don't agree.
Mom tries to convince me that he is nice....I don't believe her.
Mom tells me she'll buy me things if I sit on his lap...I almost fall for it!
But I am smarter then that!
Last year I sat on the stool next to him...
see?
but this year...I wasn't even having that...I wanted to sit on daddy's lap on the stool next to him...and on daddy's leg farthest from Santa...'cause...well...
"Santa is huge"
Of course after they took the picture (once daddy gets it scanned I'll let you see it), I realized this was my last chance to tell Santa I wanted a green car for Christmas...so I did!

....And just remember...even if your parents tell you to sit on Santa's lap...you don't have to!