.. and Miss K, my 7 year old sits on his lap and Santa asks her what she would like for Christmas:
“Oh Santa, I’d really love it if you could please bring me a chameleon.”
Santa gave me a sidelong glance and muttered something about checking with me first, but Miss K assured him that I was cool with pets.
Other parents were laughing and making FAR TOO BLATANT comments about how Santa was gonna have a hard time with that one (really people – watch what you say in front of Santa – he gets offended if you imply that he delegates some of the gift-giving to parents).
Its past the point of being able to stop safely so I pray that the thing stays still and dodge it before pulling over. Thankfully it waddled to the middle of the road and stopped so I was able to do a fairly good impression of a large bird and scare it back into the garden of a nearby house.
…and all the while I’m thinking: “Dammit Santa – she said *chameleon*, not blue tongue!!