I thought for sure this year would be the unraveling of the Santa myth. He is six, he is developmentally-appropriately intelligent, and Christmas/Santa/presents had to come early this year, for reasons necessitated by impending international travel. I mean, wouldn’t it be positively insane if Santa came 4 days early? Would’t that create permanent and irrevocably doubts?
Nope! And the cat was pretty stoked, too.