Momnesia

Run for your lives!

No, I'm kidding. His plans usually work out pretty well... like the penis lamp... but that's a story for another time.

"Santa's going to bring the Christmas lights inside," he says, gleefully, having already arranged them around Emmie's small (but expensive) pile of Santa gifts. He has trailed lights from the door, over the television and tree, around her gifts, and back to the door. What is the point? Does Santa have tiny light footprints? I don't know. One thing I'm sure of:

"... Santa's going to set the house on fire."

"Santa is not going to set the house on fire," he says, rolling his eyes. "I want it to be special for her."

"What's special about having your house burn down?"

"Shut up."

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