Andy wrote:
> We always put a pile of oreos on a plate with three glasses of milk (one from
> each of us, a "Who's Santa's favorite?" thing). Mom always put out a plate
> with cheese and crackers and a glass of wine next to our plate. "Let's just
> see who's been good!" she'd say.
>
> Christmas morning we'd wake each other up and tip toe down the hall. We were
> always delighted that Santa only took a small bite out of a cheese and
> cracker and no wine but finished all the oreos and milk, leaving three
> Hershey kisses on our plate and a red M&M on Mom's plate!!! We knew right
> then, we'd been good! But we had to contain our joy because if we woke up
> Mom and Pop, they'd threatened to give our presents to the kids next door. It
> was torture!!! Played us like a fiddle, they did!
>
> What are you giving Santa?
>
> Andy

We don't do Santa. So Santa ain't gettin' a dang thang!

-L.