Santa

Yesterday I was sitting checking emails and blogs. There was a picture on something that I was looking at of Santa. My oldest exclaimed, "Santa!" I acknowledged her excitement and kept reading. She never missed a beat before she says to me, "Santa isn't real, you know." "No?" I replied. "No, he's just some guy dressed up in a suit." Trying to stay casual, not knowing where this conversation was headed or what questions might assail me in the next few minutes, I say, "Who told you that?" Her response was classic Kylee. "No one, my brain just told me." I told her that she was very smart to have figured that out. When I looked at her she had a look that might have been part challenge, part question. I wasn't too sure what to make of it, so starting off on the easy path I ventured, "But it's still okay to pretend about Santa, don't you think?" Her whole face relaxed and she sat back on the bed and said, "Yep!" and that was the end of the conversation. Now, do you suppose that she knows the truth about the tooth fairy and the Easter Bunny too?