Santa Claus came to visit and the kids all got to sit on his lap. Riker told me that he didn't need to tell this Santa what he wanted, because he had already written Santa an e-mail. :)
Brooklyn kept her distance, but kept spying Santa from behind a chair, or from behind my legs. We kind of forced Brook up onto Santa's lap, and she wasn't too happy about that.
Sorry Brooklyn, but it's tradition! :)