Tonight he came right out and asked, "is it even possible for you to see the real santa?" As the conversation progressed and he began to think logically about santa he realized that flying reindeer were absolutely ridiculous, and even if they could fly, how would they pull a fat man and a sleigh through the air?
So the cat is out of the bag. He asked lots of questions. "Where do the snacks go?", "where do all the letters to santa go?", "does this mean you don't really have santa's email address?"
Now only 5 years until Tal figures it out. Hopefully sooner.
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we've been debating how far to take santa with e. i think we'll do the same thing -- when she starts asking questions, she'll get a straight answer. good job!
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