Yesterday in the car Emma, out of the blue , asked "Mom, tell me the truth, do you put out ALL of the Christimas presents at Christmas time?" I was not prepared for this and frankly I didn't want to answer her. I said "I put out some of them, HEY look at all the rain isn't it pretty?" She didn't fall for it. This went on for several more minutes-back and forth.Finally I said "What exactly are you asking me?' Her response..."Do you really think there is a big fat man in a red suit, that flies around, ALL over the world in one night, delivering presents in his sled pulled by flying magic reindeer???" CRAP, the girl has a good point! Well "he has lots of helpers" I replied. MOOOOMMMMMM! is the only response I got. I didn't have the heart to be the one to tell her , so I told her to ask her father when he got home.
Later that night John called me at work and said "Emma is pretty excited she figured out that there isn't a Santa Claus." Sigh...
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