This was me in my favourite position on Christmas Eve. Mum said that I would have to wait for Santa (not that I had been a good girl all year - far from it - but that I might , just might get some presents!) The word was that he was going to come down the chimney when Mum and Dad were in bed but my advice to him would be "Just you try it, mate. I am ready for you!!" Just to be on the safe side I am going to lie almost up the chimney so that there is no chance of missing him, although apparently he comes on a sleigh (????) pulled by reindeer type things whatever they are. I know, I know, Mum" don't chase the reindeer, Tia" 
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