Santa's Lap - Take One

Well, it's that time of year. Mommy and Daddy took me to go see Santa Claus. We had practiced for weeks talking about what Santa says - "Ho, ho, ho" and where I was going to sit - "on his lap." Apparently, we needed to talk more about who Santa was because here was my reaction of utter and complete fear.

I sure wasn't telling him that I wanted a hippopotamus for Christmas.
I realized that mommy was about to rescue me and I actually stopped crying when he handed me this gift that I refer to as an "umbrella."