The other day, Benjamin, out of the blue, says, “Papa, can you not give me candy before Christmas, and then, after Santa comes, give me candy?”

After a few moments, I started lauging when I realized what was going on.  So I turn to Benjamin and ask, “Is it because you know you get naughty when you have candy and you don’t want coal from Santa?”

He smiled sheepishly, hid his face and said, “yes.”