They got a big kick out of playing along and being in on the secret but they would never sit on Santa's lap at any of the parties we went to. Because to them, it was some strange man (or on a few occasions, woman) that they'd never met before and I guess they've picked up my boundary issues because I'm really not a toucher unless it's my kids or husband.
But this year, something changed. I dont' know what. But almost all of the kids thought it was cool to cross the personal space bubble and sit on the guys lap.
And I have pictures to prove it