This evening I asked Joe to guess who we saw in Walmart today.

“I don’t know–Santa Clause?”

Oddly enough, YES! “Who called and told you,” I asked him and then whipped out his business card.

He shook his head and began a fit of laughter. What are the odds he would guess Santa?

Yes, the local Santa was in Walmart today. When he passed by I, was quick to point out to Sophie that Santa was in Walmart. Her eyes bugged out. She asks about Santa and “when is Christmas” all the time. It’s like I’m being taunted for NOT wanting to participate in Santa.

Santa walked over, looked at Sophie and asked me if she’s been a good girl. Sophie smiled and showed him a piece of paper in her hand. “I’m gonna’ draw my mommy a picture.”

Nice move, Sophie.

Funny, I never got that picture.

But I do have Santa’s business card and a personal invitation to call him should Sophie show her naughty side.

Seriously, St. Nick included both his home and cell phone numbers as well as his local address. This can’t be good. I also learned some interesting information from his business card or Personal Driver’s License as the card states. Apparently Santa was born in Turkey in 835 AD. Who knew? And we can all rest on Christmas Eve because the fine print clearly states: Not to operate sleigh while under the influence of eggnog.

I sure hope this Santa means business because I do believe my life just got a little easier. Time will tell how serious he is about this naughty and nice business. Time and whether or not he changes his numbers or I get arrested for harassment.