Santa still comes to her house, too!
A couple of weeks ago she asked me if I believed in Santa Claus. "Do you?" I asked her. I don't know Nana, some kids don't."
"Well, if you believe there is a Santa I told her, then there is."
OK, Nana, then I'm gonna believe.
Kenz is seven and smart as a whip. Believing in Santa is for Kenz..... a choice. She wants to think there is a guy who slides down the fireplace (or comes in the door) eats cookies and milk, leaves some of the things on your list, then takes off in a sleigh with eight tiny reindeer. On Dasher, On Dancer.......
Christmas is magic time.
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