My 5-year-old daughter is going through that stage of trying to discern the truth about Santa.
Listening to her speculate has become a source of entertainment around our household.
Her logic and reasoning reminds me of, well, myself actually.
It’s all over the place, and depending on what thought pops into her head at any given moment, it can entirely change her mood.
One morning, as we were driving to preschool, she was providing her younger brother with a running commentary on the merits of believing in Santa Claus.