What is with this weird holiday tradition of making our children...sometimes crying...to sit on some hairy mans lap? We tell our kids that funny looking elves make their expensive toys and we parents don't get any of the credit, this hairy guy does. I do this to myself by introducing Rhett to this guy every year. This year we got to be there when Abe was introduced. He looks happy here, but beware when Santa stands up...shock and dismay from this little one.
Also, why do we teach our kids it is OK to ask this hairy guy for stuff. I wish Rhett would ask for Peace on Earth or his baby sister, but no. He asks for, "You know that car toy that you go, whoosh whoosh, and then you let go and it goes around all the way back....."
I'm not even going to tell you how crazy this Santa was...I'll just say, he wasn't the "Santa" type.