Confession:  I used to blow up Santas as a child.

:/

What?!

It's whatcha get.

I also told the girl down the street that there was no Santa about 5 minutes after my dad had informed me.  He didn't like us believing in Santa.  And I somehow adopted his feelings, and added a whole lot more intensity in a very little body.  

I don't really know how my dad handled the phone call he received shortly after Kiersten and I had our little chat.  I get the feeling they hadn't hoped for her to find out... yet.