The Mommy: Have you two written to Santa yet?
Lia: Why? and Who?
Zoe: Santa, stupid. The jolly man in the red suit with the white beard...he brings toys and cookies and bones and buckets and balls to good little dogs on Christmas Eve. I wrote my letter in August.
Lia: And you didn't tell me? Is it too late to write? Can I just call him, cuz I don't have thumbs so writing eludes me...
Zoe: Nope: from our letters, he makes a list and checks it twice...I'm thinkin you wouldn't make the list anyway...
Lia: Mommy: would you tell Santa I want everything Zoe said? I'm a little tied up.
the Mommy: No problem, Lia.
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