I recognize that to a small child Santa is an initimidating unnatural character. The aggressively rouged cheeks paired with the round glasses, beard and booming HO HO HOs... I get it. He's scary and hell no, you don't want to sit in his lap, but guess what, it's a Christmas tradition and good practice for all the future times Mom will make you suffer through doing something you'd rather not.
So, to get you in the holiday spirit, I present six years of warm Christmas memories. Grab your cocoa, crank up Burl Ives and enjoy.