Car troubles the next day find me dropping my nephew off at Sunday School. He runs inside with his friends. I quietly wonder how to convince my sister that honest answers to the questions he'll come home with should be a matter of when, not if, as well. Surely Santa is the lesser of two evils.
Over post-dinner drinks we thoroughly dissect the arguments around one of the most important parenting decisions in the western world. When to spill the beans about Santa? Opinions vary, but we're unanimous at least in that it's simply a question of when, not if.
Car troubles the next day find me dropping my nephew off at Sunday School. He runs inside with his friends. I quietly wonder how to convince my sister that honest answers to the questions he'll come home with should be a matter of when, not if, as well. Surely Santa is the lesser of two evils. Comments are closed.
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