Guess what Alexis did today.

Go ahead, guess.

Sat on Santa's lap.

Uh huh. On her own free will.

I didn't see it, but I did see photographic evidence.

Apparently, if Santa visits your class at daycare and gets down on the floor and plays with Barbies, THEN it is OK for you to circle him like a shark, inching closer and closer with every lap, right up until you're standing next to him. Then, if your teacher introduces you to Santa, he is totally allowed to say, "Want to sit on my lap?"

Just do it. Sit on Santa's lap. Then tell Santa that you want a Penguins Game and Sidney Crosby for Christmas.

BTW, if you hear reports of some crazy ol' dude with a white beard stalking Sidney to the point of a restraining order, it totally wasn't me. It was SANTA, and he's just trying to make a little girl's dreams come true.

Reminder: The Christmas Crazy party is starting soon! I'll be putting up Mr. Linky tomorrow night so that y'all can start linking up your photos, stories, and links about the Christmas crazy you found in your life. Thanks!

Since Santa wraps, I better start working on a box big enough to hold a hockey player . . .