the real deal.

"His nose was too rosy and his beard was all fake", my Emma says after sitting on Santa's knee. She is looking for ways to figure him out, and see if the rumors are true. Yet, when she sits and he asks like he does, the world turns to a bit of magic. She tells him her list, and he nods his head twice, and asks her to be a very good girl. Her nerves have vanished, she has a clean slate, and it looks like her wish will be granted. She skips down the path, all smiles once again -- the naughty list --avoided.