The other night at dinner, the kids were telling us what they wanted Santa to bring them. My son who, this month, turned 4, chimes in and says, “I asked Santa to bring me an Elf. That way he can make me any toys I want.”
So I’m not quite sure how to take this, but I’m pretty sure my son is happy supporting some sort of slavery or indentured servitude. Well, all in the name of new toys, right?