Conversation with Gregory (age 6).
Him: I hear Santa’s bells at night.
Me: Really? You believe in Santa?
Him: Yeah. Don’t you?
Me: Uh . . . well, does it make any logical sense that there’s some fat bearded guy that visits every house in the world on Christmas Eve to bring presents, and that somehow he manages to bring nice presents to the rich kids and not-so-nice ones to the poor kids?
Him: Now that we talked about it, it doesn’t seem normal.
Me: So what do you think you’re hearing at night if it’s not Santa?
Him: I don’t know — crickets?